No more the sparkling glass invites, br It hath no charm for me; br The spell that bound me with delights br Is broken; and I'm free! br br br It lur'd me from my happy home, br It fill'd my heart with woe; br It made me wretched and forlorn, br A wanderer to and fro. br br br A beam of light broke on my mind, br Why was I thus distress'd? br What power on earth the will can bind? br By whom was I oppress'd? br br br Ay, now I see my deadly foe- br His hideous form appears: br He lurks within the pois'nous bowl, br 'Mid sighs, and groans, and tears.