Classic Poem

1.

Where the elm-trees form a grove,
Sacred to the god of love;
Where the linnets chearful strain
Hails me to my lovely Anne:

2.

There the lonely day I mourn,
Waiting for my Love's return;
Where noon's heat the Zephyrs fan,
There I sing of lovely Anne .

3.

On yonder knole I oft recline,
Where spring the wood-rose and the bine;
There I sigh! Assist me Pan ,
While I sing of lovely Anne .

4.

Or along the river's side,
Where the silver fishes glide,
There, Oh Cupid! first began
My passion for the lovely Anne .

5.

My fair's approach afar I see,
She bends her willing steps to me;
With love's swiftest foot I ran,
Joyful to meet my lovely Anne .