Lyrics: Moschus
trans. Francis Fawkes

Ye woods, with grief your waving summits bow,
Ye bubbling fountains, murmur as ye flow;
From weeping arms your copious sorrows shed,
And bid the rivers mourn for Colin dead.
Ye shady groves, in robe of sable hue,
Bewail; ye plants in pearly drops of dew,
Ye drooping flow'rs, diffuse a languid breath,
And die with sorrow at sweet Colin's death.
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Robert Broderip
(1758 - 1808)

Ye woods, with grief

(T.T.B.)

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