II.

Who could have thought the smile he wore,
When first we met, would fade away?
Or that a chill would e'er come o'er

Those eyes so bright through many a day?

NUMBER III.

NATIONAL AIRS.

No. III.

WHEN LOVE WAS A CHILD.

Swedish Air.

I.

WHEN Love was a child, and went idling round,

'Mong flowers the whole summer's day, One morn in the valley a bower he found, So sweet, it allured him to stay.

II.

O'erhead, from the trees, hung a garland fair,

A fountain ran darkly beneath

'Twas pleasure that hung the bright flowers up there; Love knew it, and jump'd at the wreath.