Song - I Dream'd I Lay

I dream'd I lay where flowers were springin Gaily in the sunny beam;

List'ning to the wild birds singing,

By a falling crystal stream:

Straight the sky grew black and daring;

Thro' the woods the whirlwinds rave;

Tress with aged arms were warring,

O'er the swelling drumlie wave.

Such was my life's deceitful morning,

Such the pleasures I enjoyed:

But lang or noon, loud tempests storming

A'my flowery bliss destroy'd.

Tho'fickle fortune has deceiv'd me—

She promis'd fair, and perform'd but ill,

Of mony a joy and hope bereav'd me—

I bear a heart shall support me still.