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AREWEL, ye lawns!—by fond remembrance blest, As witnesses of gay unclouded hours; Where, to maternal Friendship's bosom prest, My happy childhood past among your bowers. Ye wood-walks wild!—where leaves and fairy flowers By Spring's luxuriant hand are strewn anew; Rocks!—whence with shadowy grace rude Nature lours O'er glens and haunted streams!a long adieu! And you!—O promised Happiness!—whose voice Deluded Fancy heard in every grove, Bidding this tender, trusting heart, rejoice In the bright prospect of unfailing love: Tho' lost to me—still may thy smile serene Bless the dear lord of this regretted scene.