كلمات Raving Winds

Raving winds around her blowing, Yellow leaves the woodlands strowing, By a river hoarsely roaring, Isabella stray'd deploring- 'Farewell hours that late did measure Sunshine days of joy and pleasure! Hail, thou gloomy night of sorrow- Cheerless night that knows no morrow! O'er the Past too fondly wandering, On the hopeless Future pondering,- Chilly Grief my life-blood freezes, Fell Despair my fancy seizes. Life, thou soul of every blessing, Load to Misery most distressing, Gladly how would I resign thee, And to dark Oblivion join thee!'