In twilight's hush, when shadows play,
A solitary tear did stray,
From eyes that wept for love's decay,
And wandered lost, come what may.

Its journey through the starry night,
Was lit by moonbeams, soft and bright,
And though it fell, it did not die,
But sparkled like a diamond high.

It flowed through grass, so green and bright,
And dripped upon the dew-kissed sight,
And as it fell, it did impart,
A sorrow...