National Lyrics, and Songs for Music/O thou breeze of Spring
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O THOU BREEZE OF SPRING!*[1]
O thou breeze of spring!
Gladdening sea and shore,
Wake the woods to sing,
Wake my heart no more!
Streams have felt the sighing
Of thy scented wing,
Let each fount replying
Hail thee, breeze of spring,
Once more!
O'er long buried flowers
Passing, not in vain,
Odours in soft showers
Thou hast brought again.
—Let the primrose greet thee,
Let the violet pour
Incense forth to meet thee—
Wake my heart no more!
No more!
From a funeral urn
Bowered in leafy gloom,
Ev'n thy soft return
Calls not song or bloom.
Leave my spirit sleeping
Like that silent thing;
Stir the founts of weeping
There, O breeze of spring,
No more!
- ↑ *Set to music by John Lodge, Esq.