My ears have heard the larks at dawn, Their bright sweet carols sing, With burst of morning sun And all the meadows ring.
My eyes have seen the shining gold, That rimmed a purple cloud, And sheets of olive green there spread, While night puts on a shroud.
And in the east a moon that gleamed With grey blue light and sheen, On misty, drooping willow trees, O fair and silent scene.
These are not half the things I see On lovely nights and brilliant days, It seems that hills and valleys wake To make such holidays.
We thank our God this Autumn day, As birds are waking in the vale, For health and strength to walk his way, Let justice and peace prevail. And for this food that's waiting here, Now fill our hearts with faith and love; And bless our loved ones far and near, O God, our Father up above.
All nature dons a cool green coat, Soft breezes blow and white clouds float; The blue jay screams his piercing note.
The April sun shines fine today, And all the world is bright and gay. Small twinkling leaves now dance and play!
The Spring has made a grand debut; And turned up sod is reddish blue, Where last year's roses bloomed for you.
And to the woods then let us hie To gather sorrel for a pie, And pick some posies from the rye.
O Daughter come, a walk is free, Lock up the house and bring the key; For sing we must in joy and glee.
Burning brush In morning hush While bacon fragrance floats.
Daylight dreams Along bright streams With knapsack and light coats.
Wind blown hair, They march and share And sing the happy notes.
O Glendolyn, the life of my being, O Darling, the good in your heart! Bright eyes in the flash of a moment Grow sad as the time nears to part, Tears well in the midst of the laughter, Unbidden as the showers in Spring. Although the days cloud, but after The future will brighten and sing.
O Glendolyn, weep not at my going, The weary long hours will pass; And dawn with its flame and a promise Will touch the grey sod and dry grass. The elm in the garden will flower And the hills on the plains be shining. That day, then the battle is over, I will come with swift feet, my Darling.
In the morning of my youth When my veins were full of strength There was Dad and Mom to say What to do. They spoke at length.