where is happiness?
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Age in grey mist involves thy sky,
And closes swift thy chequer'd day;
And closes swift thy chequer'd day;
And let it close! thro' storm and fair,
Thro' cold and heat thy course has run.
Farewel to travel, toil, and care,
And greet with smiles thy setting sun!
Thro' cold and heat thy course has run.
Farewel to travel, toil, and care,
And greet with smiles thy setting sun!
Yet ere thy faltering tongue shall cease,
And ere thy glimmering sense is fled,
And ere yon green-sward turf, in peace,
Shall kindly wrap thy weary head!
And ere thy glimmering sense is fled,
And ere yon green-sward turf, in peace,
Shall kindly wrap thy weary head!
Oh! stranger tell, oh quick declare!
Wherever stray'd thy wandering feet,
Of Happiness, delusive fair,
Say, didst thou find the lov'd retreat?
Wherever stray'd thy wandering feet,
Of Happiness, delusive fair,
Say, didst thou find the lov'd retreat?
