'Twas summer, when softly the breezes were blowing,
And Hudson majestic so sweetly was flowing;
The groves rang with music & accents of pleasure,
And nature in rapture beat time to the measure:
When Strephon and Phillis (Helen and Jonas), so true and so loving,
Along the green lawn were seen arm in arm moving;
Sweet daffodils, violets, and roses spontaneous,
Wherever they wandered sprang up instantaneous.
The ascent the lovers at length were seen climbing,
Whose summit is grac'd by the temple of Hymen:
The Genius presiding, no sooner perceived them,
But spreading his pinions, he flew to receive them;
With kindest of greetings pronounced them wellcome,
While holliday's clangour rang loud to the welkin.