And all was love and harmony;
Till the stars of heaven fell calmly away,
Like the flakes of snow on a winter day.
......
When seven lang years had come and fled,
When grief was calm and hope was dead;
When scarce was remembered Kilmeny’s name,
Late, late in a gloaming Kilmeny came hame!
And O, her beauty was fair to see,
But still and steadfast was her ee!