Till love usurp’d dominion there:
Then oft its cares employ’d her tongue,
And thus the alter’d Mira sung.
AIR.
In youth, gay season of delight!
How sweetly glide the hours along;
Joy, mirth, and innocence unite,
To prompt the care-untainted song.
Yet e’en in youth a danger lies,
For then the tend’rest passions move,