Surprised by joy
Impatient as the wind I turned to share the transport
Oh!With whom but Thee,
Deep buried in the silent tomb,
That spot which no vicissitude can find?
Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind
But how could I forget thee?
Through what power,
Even for the least division of an hour,
Have I been so beguiled as to be blind
To my most grievous loss?