A Song

"All.     Now that the Spring hath fill'd our veins     With kind and active fire,     And made green liv'ries for the plains,     And every g"

"Hail, thou my native soil! thou blessed plot     Whose equal all the world affordeth not!     Show me who can so many crystal rills,     Such s"

"Glide soft, ye silver floods,             And every spring:             Within the shady woods             Let no bird sing!         N"

"As (woo'd by May's delights) I have been borne     To take the kind air of a wistful morn     Near Tavy's voiceful stream (to whom I owe     Mo"

"Here morning in the ploughman's songs is met     Ere yet one footstep shows in all the sky,     And twilight in the east, a doubt as yet,     S"

"The Text is taken from Percy's Reliques (1765), vol. i. p. 71, 'given from two MS. copies, transmitted from Scotland.' Herd had a very similar bal"