The smile of maiden innocence exprest;
While health, that rises with the new-born day,
Breathed o’er her cheek the softest blush of May:
Still in her look complacence smiled serene;
She moved the charmer of the rural scene!
“’Twas at that season, when the fields resume
Their loveliest hues, arrayed in vernal bloom:
Yon ship, rich freighted from th’ Italian shore,
To Thames’ fair banks her costly tribute bore:
While thus my father saw his ample hoard,