John Wall Callcott - Alas, cried Damon - текст песни (слова)

Alas, cried Damon, wishing for a wife,
 I cannot, will not, singly pass my life.
 Ah Delia, let my ardent sighs prevail;
 You can but hear, and then reject my tale.
 And if with smiles you cheer my hapless fate,
 O triumph, Delia, in my altered state.