May Song.

How fair doth Nature     Appear again!     How bright the sunbeams!     How smiles the plain!     The flow'rs are bursting     From ev'ry bough,     And thousand voices     Each bush yields now.     And joy and gladness     Fill ev'ry breast!     Oh earth! oh sunlight!     Oh rapture blest!     Oh love! oh loved one!     As golden bright,     As clouds of morning     On yonder height!     Thou blessest gladly     The smiling field,     The world in fragrant     Vapour conceal'd.     Oh maiden, maiden,     How love I thee!     Thine eye, how gleams it!     How lov'st thou me!     The blithe lark loveth     Sweet song and air,     The morning flow'ret     Heav'n's incense fair,     As I now love thee     With fond desire,     For thou dost give me     Youth, joy, and fire,     For new-born dances     And minstrelsy.     Be ever happy,     As thou lov'st me!