Lucy III: I Travelled among Unknown Men
I travell’d among unknown men
In lands beyond the sea;
Nor, England! did I know till then
What love I bore to thee.
’Tis past, that melancholy dream!
Nor will I quit thy shore
A second time, for still I seem
To love thee more and more.
Among thy mountains did I feel
The joy of my desire;
And she I cherish’d turn’d her wheel
Beside an English fire.
Thy mornings show’d, thy nights conceal’d
The bowers where Lucy play’d;
And thine too is the last green field
That Lucy’s eyes survey’d.
