Sonnet L.
FROM THE NOVEL OF CELESTINA.
FAREWELL, ye lawns!—by fond remembrance blest,
As witnesses of gay unclouded hours;
Where, to maternal friendships’ bosom prest,
My happy childhood past among your bowers.
Ye wood-walks wild!—where leaves and fairy flowers
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!—O promised Happiness!—whose voice
Deluded Fancy heard in every grove,
Bidding this tender, trusting heart, rejoice
In the bright prospect of unfailing love:
Though lost to me—still may thy smile serene
Bless the dear lord of this regretted scene.
