Song

1

The maple hangs its green bee flowers
All pendant to the summer showers
Above the blue-bell drooping flowers
Where may-time tinges the skies
My mountain pearl
My lovely girl
My dearest maid arise

2

The daisey hills the mossy woods
The cultures fields the meadow floods
Green leaves expanding from spring buds
Neath skies all crisp and curled
My own dear girl
And bosom pearl
Come forth and charm the world

3

Come forth my own my charming girl
With rosey face and teeth of pearl
Where green grass quakes and rivers swirl
Through finest scenery
My hopes above
My fond first love
Come out and walk with me

4

How purple light delights to dwell
Within the Canterbury bell
Beside the wood-rale blooming well
My mountain maid arise
These flowers we'll view
In morning dew
To gladden thy bright eyes

5

A dew drop on the kingcup lies
While from its root the ground lark flies
The sun is mounting up the skies
And gilds the stretching glade
Awake and come
Awile from home
And be my own dear maid.
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