FAREWELL, ye lawns! by fond Remembrance blest,
As witnesses of gay unclouded hours;
Where, to maternal Friendship's bosom prest,
My happy childhood past amid your bow'rs.
Ye woodwalks wild! — where leaves and fairy flow'rs
By Spring's luxuriant hand are strewn anew;
Rocks! whence with shadowy grace rude Nature low'rs
O'er glens and haunted streams! — a long adieu!
And you! — oh promis'd Happiness! — whose voice
Deluded Fancy heard in ev'ry grove,
Bidding this tender, trusting heart rejoice
In the bright prospect of unfailing love:
Tho' lost to me — still may thy smile serene
Bless the dear lord — of this regretted scene.