May song

How fair doth Nature
Appear again!
How bright the sunbeams!
How smiles the plain!

The flow'rs are bursting
From ev'ry bough,
And thousand voices
Each bush yields now.

And joy and gladness
Fill ev'ry breast!
Oh earth!—oh sunlight!
Oh rapture blest!

Oh love! oh loved one!
As golden bright,
As clouds of morning
On yonder height!

Thou blessest gladly
The smiling field,—
The world in fragrant
Vapour conceal'd.

Oh maiden, maiden,
How love I thee!
Thine eye, how gleams it!
How lov'st thou me!

The blithe lark loveth
Sweet song and air,
The morning flow'ret
Heav'n's incense fair,

As I now love thee
With fond desire,
For thou dost give me
Youth, joy, and fire,

For new-born dances
And minstrelsy.
Be ever happy,
As thou lov'st me!