VERSE 1st

Hail! festal Easter that dost bring
Approach of sweetly-smiling spring,
        When Nature's clad in green:
When feather'd songsters through the grove
With beasts confess the power of love
        And brighten all the scene.

VERSE 2nd

Now youths the breaking stages load
That swiftly rattling o'er the road
        To Greenwich haste away:
While some with sounding oars divide
Of smoothly-flowing Thames the tide
        All sing the festive lay.

VERSE 3rd

With mirthful dance they beat the ground,
Their shouts of joy the hills resound
        And catch the jocund noise:
Without a tear, without a sigh
Their moments all in transports fly
        Till evening ends their joys.

VERSE 4th

But little think their joyous hearts
Of dire Misfortune's varied smarts
        Which youthful years conceal:
Thoughtless of bitter-smiling Woe
Which all mankind are born to know
        And they themselves must feel.

VERSE 5th

Yet he who Wisdom's paths shall keep
And Virtue firm that scorns to weep
        At ills in Fortune's power,
Through this life's variegated scene
In raging storms or calm serene
        Shall cheerful spend the hour.

VERSE 6th

While steady Virtue guides his mind
Heav'n-born Content he still shall find
        That never sheds a tear:
Without respect to any tide
His hours away in bliss shall glide
        Like Easter all the year.