THE SUMMER DAYS ARE COMING.
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THE summer days are coming, The glorious summer hours, When Nature decks her gorgeous robe With sunbeams and with flowers; And gathers all her choristers In plumage bright and gay, Till every vale is echoing with Their joyous roundelay. No more shall frosty winter Hold in its cold embrace The water; but the river Shall join again the race; And down the mountain's valley, And o'er its rocky side, The glistening streams shall rush and leap In all their bounding pride. There's pleasure in the winter, When o'er the frozen snow With faithful friend and noble steed Right merrily we go! But give to me the summer, The pleasant summer days, When blooming flowers and sparkling streams Enliven all our ways.