Ay-those were days when life had wings, I've enough of light and wing still left WHEN first that smile, like sunshine, bless'd my sight, Long years of love, of calm and pure delight, Where now are all those fondly promis'd hours? Or aught that's known for grace and lightness. SLUMBER, OH SLUMBER. 'SLUMBER, oh slumber; if sleeping thou mak'st Who slept one summer's day, With too much sunshine, lay. "Breathe not, oh breathe not, ye winds, o'er her cheeks; If mute thus she charm me, I'm lost when she speaks," Thus sing I, while, awaking, She murmurs words that seem As if her lips were taking Farewell of some sweet dream. Breathe, not, oh breathe not, &c. WHEN THE FIRST SUMMER BEE. (GERMAN AIR.) WHEN the first summer bee O'er the young rose shall hover, I'll come to thee. He to flowers, I to lips, full of sweets to the brimWhat a meeting, what a meeting for me and for him! When the first summer bee, &c. Then, to every bright tree In the garden he'll wander; In search of new sweetness through thousands he'll run, While I find the sweetness of thousands in one. Then, to every bright tree, &c. TAKE HENCE THE BOWL (NEAPOLITAN AIR.) TAKE hence the bowl;-though beaming Oh, it but sets me dreaming Of happy days now gone. FAREWELL, Theresa! yon cloud that over Heaven's pale night-star gath'ring we see, Will scarce from that pure orb have pass'd, ere thy lover Swift o'er the wide wave shall wander from thee. Long, like that dim cloud, I've hung around thee, Dark'ning thy prospects, sadd'ning thy brow; With gay heart, Theresa, and bright cheek I found thee; Oh, think how chang'd, love, how chang'd art thou now! But here I free thee: like one awaking From fearful slumber, thou break'st the spell; 'Tis over-the moon, too, her bondage is breakingPast are the dark clouds; Theresa, farewell! MY HARP HAS ONE UNCHANGING THEME. (SWEDISHI AIR.) My harp has one unchanging theme, To wake the breathing string; That voice of other times is there, And saddens all I sing. Breathe on, breathe on, thou languid strain, Though thou art oft so full of pain |