WHEN fragrant gales and summer show'rs
Call'd forth the sweetly scented flow'rs;
When ripen'd sheaves of golden grain,
Strew'd their rich treasures o'er the plain;
When the full grape did nectar yield,
In tepid drops of purple hue; 
When the thick grove, and thirsty field,
Drank the soft show'r and bloom'd a-new; 
O then my joyful heart did say, 
"Sure this is Nature's Holy-day!" 

But when the yellow leaf did fade,
And every gentle flow'r decay'd;
When whistling winds, and drenching rain,
Swept with rude force the naked plain;
When o'er the desolated scene,
I saw the drifted snow descend; 
And sadness darken'd all the green,
And Nature's triumphs seem'd to end; 
O! then, my mourning heart did say,
"Thus Youth shall vanish, Life decay.
" When Beauty blooms, and Fortune smiles, And wealth the easy breast beguiles; When pleasure from her downy wings, Her soft bewitching incense flings; THEN, Friends look kind­and round the heart The brightest flames of passion move, False Flatt'ry's soothing strains impart The warmest Friendship­fondest Love; But when capricious FORTUNE flies, Then FRIENDSHIP fades;­and PASSION dies.

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