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You woke me up this morning

And there were all scorching rays of May;

I felt them, early,

Warning lest I miss any part of the day.



I'm glad, to see and feel

The full deliciousness of this bright day,

That's like a heart with nothing to conceal;

The young leaves scarcely trembling; the blue-grey

Rimming the cloudless ether far away;

Hedges, shadows; pastures that reveal

Soft sapphire; this great floor of polished steel

Spread out amidst the landmarks of the bay.



So sweet, so sweet the roses in their blowing,

So sweet the swaying flowers, so fair to see;

So blithe and gay the humming-bird a going

From flower to flower, a-hunting with the bee


Do you recall that night in June

Upon the Tista River;

We listened to the landler-tune,

We watched the moonbeams quiver


The summer morn is bright and fresh

The birds are darting by

As if they loved to breast the breeze

That sweeps the cool clear sky."



The quiet stars came out, one after one;

The holy twilight fell upon the sea,

The summer day was done."