EVER AND EVERYWHERE.
Far explore the mountain hollow,
High in air the clouds then follow!
To each brook and vale the Muse
Thousand times her call renews.
Soon as flow'ret blooms in spring,
It wakens many a strain;
And when Time spreads his fleeting wing
The seasons come again.
DELIGHT OF SORROW.
Dry not up, dry not up,
Tears shed by love everlasting!
Ah! to the eye that half only dried is,
How dreary, how dead the world does appear!
Dry not up, dry not up,
Tears my love unhappy is shedding!
PROXIMITY.
I know not wherefore, dearest love,
Thou often art so strange and coy!
When 'mongst man's busy haunts we move,
Thy coldness puts to flight my joy.
But soon as night and silence round us reign,
I know thee by thy kisses sweet again!
