Without much struggle and much strife.
Published by John Loder, bookseller, Woodbridge, in 1829.
The prolonged gloom of the main theme is somewhat lightened by the speculative optimism of the last verse.
Life, transient Life, is but a dream,
Like Sleep which short doth lengthened seem
Till dawn of day, when the bird's lay
Doth charm the soul's first peeping gleam.
Then farewell to the parting year,
Another's come to Nature dear.
In every place, thy brightening face