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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!

  1. *Set to music by John Lodge, Esq.