John Kenyon - A Day At Tivoli - Epilogue lyrics

Farewell, Romantic Tivoli! With all thy pleasant out-door time; For now, again, we cross the sea, To house us in our northern clime. Since Love and Duty both advise No longer, even here, to roam; Nor all too slackly hold the ties, That cluster round the heart of home. And bid us find old feelings there; And our own native pleasures woo; Nor muse, as now, (how sweet soe'er The musing be)—but plan—and do. And yet, in many an interval, How oft, Beloved Tivoli! Shall Fancy hear thy waters fall; And Memory come—to dream with Thee.