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I dream'd I lay where flowers were springing / 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.