I + 

Meeting + 

Again I see my bliss at hand; + 

The town, the lake are here. + 

My Marguerite smiles upon the strand + 

Unalter’d with the year. + 

I know that graceful figure fair, + 

That cheek of languid hue; + 

I know that soft, enkerchief’d hair, + 

And those sweet eyes of blue. + 

Again I spring to make my choice; + 

Again in tones of ire + 

I hear a God’s tremendous voice⁠— + 

“Be counsell’d, and retire!” + 

Ye guiding Powers, who join and part, + 

What would ye have with me? + 

Ah, warn some more ambitious heart, + 

And let the peaceful be! + 