HONEYMOON. 



RONDEAU. 



r&quot;\EAR heart, to you these songs I bring 



^ Affection s simple offering, 

 And lay them at your feet anew 

 The echoes of sweet thoughts of you 



My heart is ever cherishing. 



To you such happy memories cling, 

 My thoughts, on eager, rapturous wing, 



Take flight in song the whole day through; 

 The songs are happy songs I sing, 

 Dear heart, to you. 



These songs, may they a fragrance fling 

 About your life ! May flowers of spring 



On every hand your path bestrew! 



They will my happiness renew, 

 If rest and peace and joy they bring, 

 Dear heart, to 



