II + 

Mournful is thine approach to me, + 

O Spring, thou chosen time of love! + 

What agitation languidly + 

My spirit and my blood doth move, + 

What sad emotions o’er me steal + 

When first upon my cheek I feel + 

The breath of Spring again renewed, + 

Secure in rural quietude⁠— + 

Or, strange to me is happiness? + 

Do all things which to mirth incline. + 

And make a dark existence shine + 

Inflict annoyance and distress + 

Upon a soul inert and cloyed?⁠— + 

And is all light within destroyed? + 