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1 For Ellusinno lost renew the strain Pour the sad note upon the Ev'ning gale And as the length'ning shades usurp the plain The silent Moon shall listen to the tale. 2 Sad was the time, ill fated was the hour The thicket shook with many an omen dire When from the top most twig of yonder bow'r I saw my -- 3 'Twas when the peasant sought his twilight rest Beneath the brow of yonder breezy hill 'Twas when the plumy nation sought the nest And all but such as love the night were still 4 .... 5 Ungrateful wretch, he was the shepherds Son The harmless good old tenant of the Cot That shepherd would not such a deed have done 'Twas love to him fix'd us to this spot. 6 Oft as at Eve his homeward steps he bent When the laborious task of day was o'er Thy saddest warblings sooth'd him as he went Till the charmed sage, forgot that he was poor. 8 Ah could not this, thy gratitude ˄ [[addition]] inspire [[/addition]] Could not our gentle visitations please Could not the blameless lessons of thy sire Thy barb'rous hand restrain from crimes like these ? -- 9 For Ellusino lost, then pour the strain Waft the sad note on every Ev'ning gale And as the length'ning shades prevail. [[underline]] The silent moon, shall listen to the tale. [[/underline]]
