Restless in thought

Restless in thought, disturbed in mind,

Short sleeps, deep sighs, ah! much I fear

The inevitable time assigned by fate

To love's approaching near.

When the dear object present is,

My fluttering soul is all on fire,

His sight's a heaven of happiness

And, if he stays, no, no, I can't retire.

Tell me, someone in love well read,

If these be symptoms of that pain;

Alas, I fear my heart is fled,

Enslaved to love, and love in vain.