1.

Joys that we’ve tasted
May sometimes return,
But the torch when once wasted
Ah! how can it burn
Splendours now clouded,
Say, when will ye shine?
Broke is the goblet
And wasted the wine!

2.

3.

Many the changes
Since last we met,
Blushes have brighten’d,
And tears have been wept;
Friends have been scatter’d
Like roses in bloom,
Some at the bridal
Some at the tomb.

I’ve stood in yon chamber,
But one was not there,
Hush’d was the lutestring
And vacant the chair
Lips of love’s melody,
Where are ye borne,
Never to smile again,
Never to mourn!