The Leaves Fall Gently On The Grass, And All The Willow Trees, And Poplar Trees, And Elder Trees That Bend Above Her Where She Sleeps, O All The Willow Trees, The Willow Trees Breathe Sighs Upon Her Tomb. O Pause And Pity, As You Pass, She Loved So Tenderly, So Quietly, So Hopelessly; And Sometimes Comes One Here And Weeps: She Loved So Tenderly, So Tenderly, And Never Told Them Whom.