Bright was the Morning, cool was the Air,

Serene was all the Sky;

When on the Waves I left my dear,

The Center of my joy:

Heaven and Nature smiling were,

And nothing sad but I. 

Each Rosie Field did Odours spread,

All Fragrant was the shore;

Each River God rose from his Bed,

And sigh'd and own'd her power:

Curling their Waves they deck'd their heads,

As proud of what they bore. 

So when the fair Egyptian Queen

Her Heroe went to see;

Cidnus swell'd o'er his Banks in pride,

As much in Love as he:

Cidnus swell'd, &c. 

Glide on ye waters, bear these lines,

And tell her how distress'd;

Bear all my sighs ye gentle winds,

And waft 'em to her Breast:

Tell her if e're she prove unkind,

I never shall have rest.