SUMMER OF LOVE
SUMMER OF LOVE
SUMMER OF LOVE
June lavishes sweet-scented lovelinessAnd sprinkles sunfilled wine on everything;The very leaves grow drunk with bliss and singAnd every breeze becomes a soft caress.All earthly things felicity confessAnd fairies dance in many a moonlit ring;The fleetfoot hours fresh wealth of joyaunce bring;Life wears her gayest rose-embroidered dress.Kind June, why bear these golden gifts to me?All winter long I hear the throstle’s tune,All winter long red roses I can see,Reading the while Love’s ancient magic rune.In Love’s fair garden-close I wander free,So take your guerdon elsewhere, lovely June.
June lavishes sweet-scented lovelinessAnd sprinkles sunfilled wine on everything;The very leaves grow drunk with bliss and singAnd every breeze becomes a soft caress.All earthly things felicity confessAnd fairies dance in many a moonlit ring;The fleetfoot hours fresh wealth of joyaunce bring;Life wears her gayest rose-embroidered dress.Kind June, why bear these golden gifts to me?All winter long I hear the throstle’s tune,All winter long red roses I can see,Reading the while Love’s ancient magic rune.In Love’s fair garden-close I wander free,So take your guerdon elsewhere, lovely June.
June lavishes sweet-scented lovelinessAnd sprinkles sunfilled wine on everything;The very leaves grow drunk with bliss and singAnd every breeze becomes a soft caress.All earthly things felicity confessAnd fairies dance in many a moonlit ring;The fleetfoot hours fresh wealth of joyaunce bring;Life wears her gayest rose-embroidered dress.
June lavishes sweet-scented loveliness
And sprinkles sunfilled wine on everything;
The very leaves grow drunk with bliss and sing
And every breeze becomes a soft caress.
All earthly things felicity confess
And fairies dance in many a moonlit ring;
The fleetfoot hours fresh wealth of joyaunce bring;
Life wears her gayest rose-embroidered dress.
Kind June, why bear these golden gifts to me?All winter long I hear the throstle’s tune,All winter long red roses I can see,Reading the while Love’s ancient magic rune.In Love’s fair garden-close I wander free,So take your guerdon elsewhere, lovely June.
Kind June, why bear these golden gifts to me?
All winter long I hear the throstle’s tune,
All winter long red roses I can see,
Reading the while Love’s ancient magic rune.
In Love’s fair garden-close I wander free,
So take your guerdon elsewhere, lovely June.