With fond delight I retrospect the day,
When we to E——n took our way,
With hearts elate, to view the Scottish fair,
Lov’d D——h sweeten’d all the pleasures there.
Blest with her company upon the road,
How charming seem’d each rugged path we trode?
Nor could the Scottish fair such charms display;
My darling reign’d the empress of the day.
But ah! reflection animates my pain,
Such happy days I’ll ne’er behold again.