Lucy

Lyrics

I travelled among unknown men In lands beyond the sea; Nor, England did I know till then What love I bore to thee 'Tis past, that melancholy dream! Nor will I quit thy shore A second time; for I still seem To love thee more and more Among thy mountains did I feel The joy of my desire; And she I cherished turned her wheel Beside an English fire Thy mornings showed, thy nights concealed The bowers where Lucy played; And thine too is the last green field That Lucy's eyes surveyed She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love: A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye -Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave and, oh The difference to me A slumber did my spirit seal; I had no human fears; She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years No motion has she now, no force; She neither hears nor sees; Rolled around in earth's diurnal course With rocks, and stones, and trees