NOW smiling nature gay appears,
Sweet emblem of our happy years,
When thoughtless of the wintry gloom,
Old age, inevitable doom!
As yet no sadd’ning cares are born,
To tinge with clouds our Summer’s morn.
Now fruits ambrosial blush and smile,
And flourish like ourselves awhile;
Their bloomy cheeks once pass’d away,
Like us they drop into decay.
Now cheerful birds from tree to tree
Pour forth their native melody,
And woo the silence of the grove,
With sweet conversing notes of love;
And many a plaintive story tell,
With tongues that human voice excel.
Then let me join the vocal quire,
And breathe my love upon the lyre,
And blithesome as the birds that sing,
Enjoy the Summer’s rapid wing.
And should a threat’ning storm be near,
I’d still repress the pensive tear;
For life is wedded still to care,
And every bosom mourns her share.
As mild then as the summer sky,
Pass ev’ry tempest gently by,
And bid contentment chase the sigh.
(Emma Lyon)
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