Song. To Mr. Braham's Music Of "Maria." Poem by Susan Evance

THO' found in social scenes to shine,
And charm the wise and good,
Ah see the sweet Maria pine
In lonely solitude.

She flies the world- her friends she flies-
And each succeeding day
In melancholy, hopeless sighs,
Steals lingering, sad! away.

Ah lovely, gentle maid! how hard
The heart that sought with care
Thy fond affectionate regard-
Then left thee to despair!

Ah! would that Friendship's pitying sigh
Thy sorrows might remove!
Come to her shelt'ring arms, and fly
The bosom's traitor- Love!