Sonnet. (Contentment…) Poem by Susan Evance

CONTENTMENT! I have left the lowly spot
Where Peace in still seclusion lov'd to dwell.
Within the shelter of thy simple cell,
There once was fix'd my humble happy lot;
Ah would that I had never known a change!
For 'mong reposing scenes that smil'd around,
Serenest bliss my quiet bosom found.-
'Twas Hope who taught my wand'ring feet to range
Cruel deluder! she in pilgrim vest
Came to our cot: and by her witching tale,
"While dwelling there an unsuspected guest, "
Seduc'd me from Contentment's happy vale.
Ah! now, alone, amidst surrounding fears,
I'm left to disappointment and to tears!