Bright visions of my sprightlier youthful days,
With sunny gleams of answering friendliness,
Thou brought’ st me, maiden, in delightful ways,
In conversation, letters, frank address;
And these attractions did me so possess,
The moments all were thine, and thou in sight
By day’ s engagements, and in dreams by night.
Wished I the spell dissolved, or ever less?
Ne’ er may advancing years remove one tint
From memory’ s tablet of that happy time;
And if thus tamely that romance I hint,
Forgive my poor endeavor in this rhyme,
Nor warrant give me now, my cherished friend,
To add the more, lest I the more offend.