Auburn (John Liptrot Hatton)
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2019-09-03). Score information: A4, 7 pages, 122 kB Copyright: CPDL
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Original text and translations
1 Sweet village, loveliest of the plain,
Where spring its earliest visit paid;
Where health and plenty smile around,
And summer's ling'ring bloom delayed:
Where are ye now, fair lovely bowers?
Where happiness endeared each scene;
The mill stream, with the busy mill,
The village sports, the sports upon the green?
2 Sweet village, loveliest of the plain,
No more thy brook reflects the ray,
Sunk in thy bowers, in ruin all,
Thy sylvan sports long past away:
Sad, trembling from the spoiler's hand,
Thy children seek a kindlier shore;
And bid adieu, with breaking hearts,
To scenes they ne'er may visit more.