Oh! had I ne'er beheld thee
 How calm my life had flown!
As cold, as pure and tranquil
 As some fair vale unknown;

Where never yet the footsteps
 Of wand'ring man has stray'd;
That smiles in lonely beauty
 Unheeded?unsurve'd.

How cheerfully the moments
 In sweet content went by,
When sorrow's cloud pass'd swiftly
 Across a placid sky:

The charm of peace is broken?
 Can nought its dream restore?
That sky, obscured by sadness,
 Shall ne'er be cloudless more.