And wooed on Coosa’s side Aurora’s beam.

Yet shame I not to bear an o’erfull heart,

Nor blush to turn behind my tearful eyes;

’Tis from no stranger land I now must part,

’Tis to no strangers left I yield these sighs.

Welcome and home were mine within this State,

Whose vales I leave⁠—whose spires fade fast from me;