COME, rosy Health, celestial maid,
On Zephyr's silken wing convey'd,
In smiles thy heavenly features drest,
Descend, thou sweet enchanting guest
All charming, whether you appear
In STAMER's lovely form and air,
Or her's who yonder shines from far
Fair as the morning's silver star,
In youth's soft prime and beauty's pride,
On Shannon's flower-enamell'd side,
By shepherds, in each amorous tale,
Yclept the Lily of the vale.