Narrara of the waterfalls,
    The darling of the hills,
Whose home is under mountain walls
    By many-luted rills!
Her bright green nooks and channels cool
    I never more may see;
But, ah! the Past was beautiful—
    The sights that used to be.

There was a rock-pool in a glen
    Beyond Narrara’s sands;
The mountains shut it in from men
    In flowerful fairy lands;
But once we found its dwelling-place—
    The lovely and the lone—
And, in a dream, I stooped to trace
    Our names upon a stone.

Above us, where the star-like moss
    Shone on the wet, green wall
That spanned the straitened stream across,
    We saw the waterfall—
A silver singer far away,
    By folded hills and hoar;
Its voice is in the woods to-day—
    A voice I hear no more.

I wonder if the leaves that screen
    The rock-pool of the past
Are yet as soft and cool and green
    As when we saw them last!
I wonder if that tender thing,
    The moss, has overgrown
The letters by the limpid spring—
    Our names upon the stone!

Across the face of scenes we know
    There may have come a change—
The places seen four years ago
    Perhaps would now look strange.
To you, indeed, they cannot be
    What haply once they were:
A friend beloved by you and me
    No more will greet us there.

Because I know the filial grief
    That shrinks beneath the touch—
The noble love whose words are brief—
    I will not say too much;
But often when the night-winds strike
    Across the sighing rills,
I think of him whose life was like
    The rock-pool’s in the hills.

A beauty like the light of song
    Is in my dreams, that show
The grand old man who lived so long
    As spotless as the snow.
A fitting garland for the dead
    I cannot compass yet;
But many things he did and said
    I never will forget.

In dells where once we used to rove
    The slow, sad water grieves;
And ever comes from glimmering grove
    The liturgy of leaves.
But time and toil have marked my face,
    My heart has older grown
Since, in the woods, I stooped to trace
    Our names upon the stone.