Written In The Summer Of 1783, At The Request Of Lady Austen, Who Gave The Sentiment. Air''My Fond Shepherds Of Late.' No Longer I Follow A Sound; No Longer A Dream I Pursue; O Happiness! Not To Be Found, Unattainable Treasure, Adieu! I Have Sought Thee In Splendour And Dress, In The Regions Of Pleasure And Taste; I Have Sought Thee, And Seem'D To Possess, But Have Proved Thee A Vision At Last. An Humble Ambition And Hope The Voice Of True Wisdom Inspires; 'Tis Sufficient, If Peace Be The Scope, And The Summit Of All Our Desires. Peace May Be The Lot Of The Mind That Seeks It In Meekness And Love; But Rapture And Bliss Are Confined To The Glorified Spirits Above.