“AWAY, THEN, TO THE MOUNTAINS:”

WRITTEN AND ADAPTED TO

A FAVORITE MELODY

FROM

Amilie,

BY JOHN H. HEWITT.

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Philadelphia: John F. Nunns’ Copyright, 184 Chesnut Street.

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Away then to the mountains,

While the morning sun is shining;

The mist has left the fountain,

And the herds in shade are reclining.

Up the rocks we’ll climb,

To the top sublime,

And we’ll

The hunter dreads no danger,

While along steep locks wending;

From youth a mountain ranger,

With the wind and snow contending.

From the peak he looks

On the valley brooks,

While his

watch the light deer bounding;

While the Sun wades through the Sea of blue,

And the Alpine horn is sounding.

Away then to the mountains,

While the morning sun is shining;

The mist has left the fountains,

And the herds in shade are reclining.

heart for home is bounding;

And he marks the maid

On the valley glade,

Who lists to his wild horn sounding.

Away then to the &c. &c.