Sally, when thou first came over,
Not a smile upon me came;
I assum'd the faithful lover,
Two hearts united in one flame.

During forty years possessing,
Whene'er thou approach'd my sight,
My heart, as conscious of the blessing,
Felt a ray of pure delight.

Pity was to love united
When came seventeen years of pain;
Thy drooping head my hand invited,
Which my dear could not sustain.

When ill-natur'd Time bereft me
Of thyself, the source of joy,
Two dear treasures thou bequeath'd me,
Dear as sight is to my eye.

O, I mourn the day I lost thee,
As the year winds round its way,
Many a sigh and tear thou cost me,
Sorrow never sleeps a day.

Gentle Spirit! can I find thee,
When the lamp of life shall cease;
To my anxious bosom bind thee
Where thou long possess'd a place.