Why do I hate that lone green dell?

Why do I hate that lone green dell?

Buried in moors and mountains wild

That is a place I had loved so well

Had I but seen it as a child

The earth shone round with a long lost charm

Alas I forgot I was not the same

Before a day an hour passed by

My spirit knew itself once more

I saw the gilded vapours fly

And leave me as I was before