The hopes & joys of youth loves thrilling ways
When beauty[s] maiden flower was in its pride
Fond reccolections of sweet sabbath days
When wispering sweet hearts saunterd by their side
& told them witching tales & sought them flowers
& offerd help at every welcome stile
Tho oft left helpless in their withering hours
Thy picturd past still prompts the ready smile
Thou sun of fairest beauty never set
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