The sun upon the lake is low, br The wild birds hush their song, br The hills have evening's deepest glow, br Yet Leonard tarries long. br Now all whom varied toil and care br From home and love divide, br In the calm sunset may repair br Each to the loved one's side. br br The noble dame, on turret high, br Who waits her gallant knight, br Looks to the western beam to spy br The flash of armour bright. br The village maid, with hand on brow br The level ray to shade, br Upon the footpath watches now br For Colin's darkening plaid. br br Now to their mates the wild swans row, br By day they swam apart, br And to the thicket wanders slow br The hind beside the hart.