
A Farewell to America
  II.
In vain for me the flow’rets rise,
   And boast their gaudy pride,
While here beneath the northern skies
   I mourn for health deny’d.
              III.
Celestial maid of rosy hue,
   Oh let me feel thy reign!
I languish till thy face I view,
   Thy vanish’d joys regain.
 






 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
