I Dream'd I Lay

Song--
 I dream'd I lay where flowers were springing
 Gaily in the sunny beam;
 List'ning to the wild birds singing,
 By a falling crystal stream:
 Straight the sky grew black and daring;
 Thro' the woods the whirlwinds rave;
 Tress with aged arms were warring,
 O'er the swelling drumlie wave.
 Such was my life's deceitful morning,
 Such the pleasures I enjoyed:
 But lang or noon, loud tempests storming
 A' my flowery bliss destroy'd.
 Tho' fickle fortune has deceiv'd me--
 She promis'd fair, and perform'd but ill,
 Of mony a joy and hope bereav'd me--
 I bear a heart shall support me still.

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