Spring And Music.
Spring, among her sylvan shades, And the gladness of her glades, Once in dreamy hours was straying, Where sweet Music with her throngs Of glad melodies and songs In the happy vales was playing. Pan beheld the fairy maids As they gamboled in the shades, And he swore they should not sever. But that o'er the blooming land, Heart to heart and hand in hand, They should wander on forever. Thus when come the gentle days O'er the wildwood's tangled ways, There is found no gloomy weather; For among the leafy bowers And the valleys bright with flowers Spring and Music walk together!
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