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FRAGRANT AIR. 



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1. Fragrant air ev-'rywhere, Blue the sky a-bove; Oh, how sweet on light feet 



2. Wood so wide, verdant pride, Thou my dearest home ; Song and sound, all around, 



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Round about to rove. Zephyrs play with balmy flow-ers, And how charming - ly 

 Call me forth to roam. And in joy and ad -mi - ra-tion, Thus a- long I rove, 



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Mer - ry birds in ver - dant bowers Tune their mel - o - dy. 

 Prais - ing loud the Lord's ere - a - tion, And His boundless love. 



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From " Franklin Sqoan Song Collection. No. 6." 



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THE TIME OF THE SINGING OF BIRDS. 



GEORGE BARKER.' 



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1. The time of the sing-ing of birds is come, The trees are robed in green; The 



2. A - way in wood - lands wide and deep The shad - owy grass bends low, Be-fore 



3. But not o'er meadow and wood a - lone Doth their spell of beau-ty steal ; There are 



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