Oh! the hours I have pass'd in…

Oh! the hours I have pass'd in the arms of my dear, Can never be thought of but with a sad tear! Oh! forbear then to mention her name, It recalls to my mem'ry the cause of my pain.

How oft to love me she fondly has sworn, And when parted from me would ne'er cease to mourn! All hardships for me she would cheerfully bear, And at night on my bosom forget all her care.

To some distant climate together we'll roam, And forget all the hardships we met with at home: Fate, now be propitious and grant me thine aid, Give me my Pastora and I'm more than repaid.