In Reason’s law, and call recess subside.
To lull the heart-rent pang of Nature’s sigh,
And dry the tear of sensibility,
In these lone solitary wilds I’ll call on thee,
Whilst thou, perhaps, wilt ne’er remember me.
There Nature, goddess of the heart,
Shall ev’ry tender wish reclaim;
Her healing balm she will impart,
And ease my bosom of its pain.
There, wrapt in meditation’s calm repose,