Between 1763 and 1794 Thomas Warren published, through differing publishers, an annual collection of catches, canons and glees, under the aegis of the Catch Club. This item was published in the twenty-fifth such collection.

Lyrics: Anon

Ye vales and woods, fair scenes of happier hours!
Ye feathered choir, sweet tenants of the grove,
And you bright streams, befringed with shrubs and show'rs,
Ah, see my grief, ye witnesses of love;
For ye behold my infant passion rise
And saw, thro' years unchanged, my faithful flame.

Now cold in dust the beauteous object lies
And you, ye conscious scenes, are still the same.
While busy mem'ry still delights to dwell
On all those charms these bitter tears deplore;
And with a trembling hand describes too well
This angel form, I can behold no more.