Show s THE FORT ai When the air is sweet with coming spring x And skies are blue above Of what lovelier spot in the world t Jay could I sing e i L More fitted for whispers of love lovee e Than the fort t Oh all very well then to study and slave When skies are all dreary and dark But surely the kind gods in sympathy sympathy sympathy sym sym- pathy gave These lazily glorious days for days for a alark alark alark lark To the fort So if frivolous couples steal softly away I dont don't chide them good soul You may find them with certainty so they all say Blissfully sharing a long-drawn- long out stroll To the fort III r I 1 t i J jc I t rf 1 i I o j k |