Stay ye fleeting moments stay
Stay ye fleeting moments stay!
Nor wound a heart that breaks in twain
Fly not so swift away,
Have pity on a lover's pain!
And must I never see thee more?
Take then Alas! my last Adieu.
What can now my peace restore
Forbidden even hope, by you.
A song in imitation of Mr A Cowley
Love is a fairy dream I trow
That comes, and goes we know not how
We know not when, we know not where
It melts away in empty air
And leaves, of all its charms behind
A faded image on the mind.
Dear Lesbia, if your thought were true,
The truth can ne'er apply to you;
For you have caught the happy Art
To keep, as well as gain the heart;
Blind passion with the moment fleet,
But Love, for you has found his Eyes!
A song, spring
The spring, with dewy fingers shows
The Daffodil and Pansy blue
The Violet and pale Primrose
To border round her Mantle new
And now the light clouds swiftly sail
And dancing sun beams peep between
While gay the Growth in yonder Vale
Prepare to choose, their rural Queen.
With them, to meeting the blooming May
The shrubs, and flow'rs their sweets combine,
And join to weave a Chaplet gay
With Hawthorn buds, & Eglintine.
The Birds, their softest carols sing
On ev'ry bush & every tree,
Come lovely Daughter of the Spring
And smile on my green Vale, and me.
Song, sweet spring
Sweet spring, thy vi'lets bloom again,
But Ah for some they bloom in vain;
To kill their sweets a thousand sighs
Too faithful Memory supplies,
For now perhaps, it so may be
My love no more remembers me.
The silent secret dropping tear
The anxious wish, the tender fear
The pensive thought of rising care
The doubling hope, which scorns despair:
All these my Soul indures for thee,
And does my love, remember me?
Song written for the Welsh air Nos Galans
Dark and stormy is the Ocean
Thro’ whose waves my voyage lies,
Rocks surrounding, fears confounding
Adverse Winds, and threatening skies,
Say what chance remains to cheer
The sad, disponding Mariner?
Hope thy Pole star pursuing
Spread thy sails and bear away;
One dear blessing, still possess me
See from far a glad'ning ray
That fair light remains to cheer
The shipwreck'd, sinking Mariner.
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