I Travelled Among Unknown Men, In Lands Beyond The Sea; Nor, England! Did I Know Till Then What Love I Bore To Thee. 'Tis Past, That Melancholy Dream! Nor Will I Quit Thy Shore A Second Time; For Still I Seem To Love Thee More And More. Among Thy Mountains Did I Feel The Joy Of My Desire; And She I Cherished Turned Her Wheel Beside An English Fire. Thy Mornings Showed, Thy Nights Concealed The Bowers Where Lucy Played; And Thine Too Is The Last Green Field That Lucy'S Eyes Surveyed.