|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|I prized every hour that went by,|
Beyond all that had pleased me before;
But now they are past, and I sigh,
And I grieve that I prized them no more.
|When forced the fair nymph to forego,|
What anguish I felt at my heart!
Yet I thoughtbut it might not be so,
Twas with pain that she saw me depart.
|She gazed as I slowly withdrew,|
My path I could hardly discern;
So sweetly she bade me adieu,
I thought that she bade me return.
Shenstone.Pastoral Ballad, Part I.