Chivers in the Milwaukee Sentinel, Tuesday, December 26, 1837.

I found this while scanning through the microfilms at the Milwaukee Public Library in 1980, and just recently rediscovered it in papers destined for the University of Maryland library.

For The Milwaukee Sentinel

Mr. Editor— The enclosed beautiful lines, I cut from a Philadelphia paper. There is beauty, pathos, and melancholy in the scene, which belongs only to the aspirations of poetry to delineate. I present them to you, considering them not unworthy of a place in your columns. M…E.

Song, Arranged to a Popular Southern Melody, By C.F.

On the lake where drooped the willow,
Long time ago!
Where the rock threw back the billow
Brighter than snow–
Dwelt a maid beloved and cherished
By high and low:
But with autumn’s leaf she perish’d,
Long time ago!

Rock, and tree, and flowing water,
Long time ago–
Bird, and bee, and blossom taught her
Love’s spell to know–
While to my fond words she listen’d,
Murmuring low–
Tenderly her dove-eyes glisten’d,
Long time ago!

Mingled were our hearts forever!
Long time ago,
Can I now forget her?–never!–
No, lost one, no!
To her grave these tears are given–
Ever to flow!
She’s the star I miss’d from heaven,
Long time ago!