THO' found in social scenes to shine,
And charm the wise and good,
Ah see the sweet Maria pine
In lonely solitude.
She flies the world--her friends she flies--
And each succeeding day
In melancholy, hopeless sighs,
Steals lingering, sad ! away.
Ah lovely, gentle maid! how hard
The heart that sought with care
Thy fond affectionate regard--
Then left thee to despair !
Ah ! would that Friendship's pitying sigh
Thy sorrows might remove !
Come to her shelt'ring arms, and fly
The bosom's traitor--Love !
And charm the wise and good,
Ah see the sweet Maria pine
In lonely solitude.
She flies the world--her friends she flies--
And each succeeding day
In melancholy, hopeless sighs,
Steals lingering, sad ! away.
Ah lovely, gentle maid! how hard
The heart that sought with care
Thy fond affectionate regard--
Then left thee to despair !
Ah ! would that Friendship's pitying sigh
Thy sorrows might remove !
Come to her shelt'ring arms, and fly
The bosom's traitor--Love !
