When early childhoods happy days Alas, farewell! Eternal Virgil I keep
In memory I see once more For Thy peace, Thy bliss, and tranquility,
Along the lovely verdant shore O Genius of good, so kind!
That meets a gently murmuring sea; Give me these gifts, with charity.
When I recall the whisper soft To thee I cease not to sigh
Of zephyrs dancing on my brow These to learn, and I call to the sky
With cooling sweetness, even now To thy sincerity.
New luscious life is born in me.