1 O Far remov'd from my retreat
2 Be Avarice and Ambition's feet!
3 Give me, unconscious of their power,
4 To taste the peaceful, social hour:
5 Give me, beneath the branching vine;
6 The woodbine sweet, or eglantine,
7 While evening sheds its balmy dews,
8 To court the chaste inspiring Muse!
9 Or, with the partner of my soul
10 To mix the heart-expanding bowl!
11 Yes, dear Sabina, when with thee
12 I hail the Goddess, Liberty;
13 When, joyous, thro' the leafy grove,
14 Or o'er the flowery mead, we rove;
15 When thy dear, tender bosom shares
16 Thy faithful Delia's joys and cares;
17 Nor Pomp, nor Wealth my wishes move.
18 Nor the more soft deceiver, Love.