WELCOME SWEET SPRING, 



SCHOOL SONG BOOK. 



Welcome, sweet Springtime, We greet thee in song, 



Murmurs of gladness fall on the ear, 



Voices long hush'd now their full notes prolong, 



Echoing far and near. 



Sunshine now wakes all the flowerets from sleep, 



Joy-giving incense floats on the air; 



Snowdrop and primrose both timidly peep, Hailing the glad new year, [bestowing. 



Balmy and life-breathing breezes are blowing, Swiftly to nature new vigor 



Ah, how my heart beats with rapture anew, 



As earth's fairest beauties again meet my view. 



Sing then ye birds, raise your voices on high ; 



Flowerets awake ye, burst into bloom. 



Springtime is come and sweet Summer is nigh. 



Sing, then, ye birds, O sing ! 



Welcome, sweet Springtime. What joy now is ours, 



Winter has fled to far distant climes, 



Flora thy presence awaits in the bowers, 



Longing for thy commands. 



Brooklets are whisp'ring as onward they flow, 



Songs of delight at thy glad return, 



Boundless the wealth thou in love dost bestow, Ever with lavish hands. 



How nature loves thee, each glad voice disclose ; 



Herald thou art of the time of the roses. 



Ah, how my heart beats with rapture anew, 



As earth's fairest beauties again meet my view. 



Sing then ye birds, raise your voices on high ; 



Flowerets awake ye, burst into bloom ; 



Springtime is come and sweet Summer is nigh. 



Sing, then, ye birds, O sing ! 



THE YEAR'S AT THE SPRING. 



LAUREL Music READER. 



The year's at the spring, 

 And day's at the morn, 

 Morning's at seven, 

 The hillside's dew pearled ; 

 The lark's on the wing, 

 The snail's on the thorn, 

 God's in his heaven, 

 All's right with the world. 



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