ON THE
AUTHOR’S INTENTION TO QUIT ENGLAND
FOR SEVERAL YEARS.
COULD transient pleasures tempt my heart
To leave the friend my soul adores,
Oh, Memory, oft thy tear would start,
When, on Sicilia’s viney shores,
Each dancing maid or minstrel gay
Breath’d to the sinking sun their roundelay.
And, as the misty vapor stole
Along the purpling ev’ning sky,
Would Memory picture to my soul
Thy glowing cheek, thy speaking eye;
While my sad aching heart would mourn,
To know those blissful days would ne’er return.
When, stricken by the hand of care,
In some far distant land I sleep,
No soothing breast my grief to share,
No mournful eye for me will weep;
And, when my weary soul shall seek repose,
Some Stranger’s hand my fainting eyes will close:
Ev’n then TO THEE my fleeting thoughts will rove;
Sad as my fate, though constant as my love.
(Mary Elizabeth Robinson)
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