OH, WERE IT NOT.
Reading edition
Oh, were it not for one fair face, One angel voice, one loving smile, The world would be a dreary place, And life to me not worth the while. Methinks the sun shines but to show How wondrous fair the maiden is; Methinks the warm winds only blow That they may kiss her draperies. I know the roses bloom that they May live an hour upon her breast; I know that I would willingly Share their brief life to share their nest.