PSYCHE BORNE BY ZEPHYRS TO THE ISLAND OF PLEASURE.
I.
Fearfully and mournfully
Thou bid'st the earth farewell,
And yet thou'rt passing, loveliest one!
In a brighter land to dwell.
II.
Ascend, ascend rejoicing!
The sunshine of that shore
Around thee, as a glorious robe,
Shall stream for evermore.
III.
The breezy music wandering
There through the' Elysian sky,
Hath no deep tone that seems to float
From a happier time gone by:
