Show EN RAPPORT l rf r How glorious the dawning Of this bright May morning How joyously Nature bursts forth into song And how my heart swells As the full music wells In soul-filling soul strains which the echoes prolong Oh happy is he on this joyous May morning Whose heart strings are tuned to its wonderous strains Who all sordid cares and selfish grief scorning The soul-filling soul mead of its music attains Unveiled are the mountains F Unlocked are the fountains Freely Preely life flows from its sources unknown Still higher and higher My soul doth aspire Aye seeking that Life which to fullness has hasi 1 i grown Lance |