When the woodlands are covered with leaves and


with HnWers
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When the woodlands are covered with leaves and


with flowers,


In the loveiiest time Of the year;
When the sky is now clear; and now chequered


with showers,
And life ramblcs through the warm sunny hours,
Undmm'd with a shade or tear:
O. sweet are the feelings, that Eindle and burn.
As "" gaze on the flower. and the sky;
As the waters take tint from the hue of its urn,
When they burn in the light Of thine eye,
And when, in the calm ofa moonsbiny night,
screaa,le steals DER the bay;
As it curls in the smile other meowcst light,
Or lies in its beauty, as silent and bright,
As il slcpti in the sunshine Of day
o. sweet is the clear and silvery tone,
AS it softly comes DER my ear;
Bat sweet as ii breathes, when hear it alone,
II breathcs like flute by wind.spirit blown,
When know, thou art listening near.
o the music and beauty of life lose their worth,
When the heart only Joys in their smile,
But the union Of hearts gives that pleasure its


birth,


Which beams on the darkest-and coolest Of


earth,


Like the sun on his own chosen isle;
It gives to the fire-sid Of winter its light,
The glow and the glitter of Spring
o. sweet are the hours, when two fond hearts


unite,


And softly they glide, in their innocent fight,
Away on the motionless wing.