Revision for Clarinda

written in 1788

Go on, sweet bird, and soothe my care, Thy tuneful notes will hush Despair; Thy plaintive warblings void of art Thrill sweetly thro' my aching heart. Now chuse thy mate, and fondly love, And all the charming transport prove; While I a lovelorn exile live, Nor transport or receive or give. For thee is laughing Nature gay; For thee she pours the vernal day: For me in vain is Nature drest, While joy 's a stranger to my breast! These sweet emotions all enjoy; Let love and song thy hours employ! Go on, sweet bird, and soothe my care; Thy tuneful notes will hush Despair.