Amatory Lines + 

With beauty, with pleasure surrounded, to languish⁠— + 

To weep without knowing the cause of my anguish; + 

To start from short slumbers, and wish for the morning⁠— + 

To close my dull eyes when I see it returning; + 

Sighs sudden and frequent, looks ever dejected⁠— + 

Words that steal from my tongue, by no meaning connected! + 

Ah! say, fellow-swains, how these symptoms befell me? + 

They smile, but reply not⁠—Sure Delia will tell me! + 