Love of nature
Love of nature
Letme talk with pretty flowers,O’er the earth growing,Through the lovely meads and bowers,Everywhere blowing.Let me talk with pretty birds,Joyfully winging;Listen to their merry wordsWhile they are singing.Let me talk with gentle lambs,Frisking and prancingRound and round their happy dams,Skipping and dancing.Let me talk with summer clouds,Hear their gay story,Creeping to the west in crowds,Sparkling with glory.Let me talk with mid-day’s light,Now proudly gleaming;Whisper to the stars at night,When softly beaming.Let me talk with streams and floods,Winds o’er them flying;Let me talk with hills and woods,Echoes replying.Let me kneel toHim, who livesThroughout all Nature—Life and joy, and beauty gives,To every creature.
Letme talk with pretty flowers,O’er the earth growing,Through the lovely meads and bowers,Everywhere blowing.Let me talk with pretty birds,Joyfully winging;Listen to their merry wordsWhile they are singing.Let me talk with gentle lambs,Frisking and prancingRound and round their happy dams,Skipping and dancing.Let me talk with summer clouds,Hear their gay story,Creeping to the west in crowds,Sparkling with glory.Let me talk with mid-day’s light,Now proudly gleaming;Whisper to the stars at night,When softly beaming.Let me talk with streams and floods,Winds o’er them flying;Let me talk with hills and woods,Echoes replying.Let me kneel toHim, who livesThroughout all Nature—Life and joy, and beauty gives,To every creature.
Letme talk with pretty flowers,
O’er the earth growing,
Through the lovely meads and bowers,
Everywhere blowing.
Let me talk with pretty birds,Joyfully winging;Listen to their merry wordsWhile they are singing.
Let me talk with pretty birds,
Joyfully winging;
Listen to their merry words
While they are singing.
Let me talk with gentle lambs,Frisking and prancingRound and round their happy dams,Skipping and dancing.
Let me talk with gentle lambs,
Frisking and prancing
Round and round their happy dams,
Skipping and dancing.
Let me talk with summer clouds,Hear their gay story,Creeping to the west in crowds,Sparkling with glory.
Let me talk with summer clouds,
Hear their gay story,
Creeping to the west in crowds,
Sparkling with glory.
Let me talk with mid-day’s light,Now proudly gleaming;Whisper to the stars at night,When softly beaming.
Let me talk with mid-day’s light,
Now proudly gleaming;
Whisper to the stars at night,
When softly beaming.
Let me talk with streams and floods,Winds o’er them flying;Let me talk with hills and woods,Echoes replying.
Let me talk with streams and floods,
Winds o’er them flying;
Let me talk with hills and woods,
Echoes replying.
Let me kneel toHim, who livesThroughout all Nature—Life and joy, and beauty gives,To every creature.
Let me kneel toHim, who lives
Throughout all Nature—
Life and joy, and beauty gives,
To every creature.