Song.-the Transient Time

The transient time, for ever past,

How shall I dare review!-

The fatal day we parted last,

And wept out last adieu!

Alas! that day has swell'd to years-

That sorrow to a sea of tears!

I would the mournful thoughts would fly,

Regretted, loved in vain,

Among the dreams of memory

That never come again!-

Would their remembrance might decay,

Swept like the autumn leaves away!