And fair on us did shine the sun of Love,
As one brief hour together we forgot
All earthly things in that enchanted plot—
The world of strife, and evil-favour’d care,
And misery whose voice was silent there:
Even so, a little while, our blissful lot.
A little while—but soon the end befel,
For Time, a sudden shadow, on us fell,
And loud above I heard his hateful bell
Clang in the tower to ring our sweet day’s knell.