Summer's Madrigal

Hark, how sweet the thrushes sing!

Hark, how clear the robins call!

Chorus of the happy spring,

Summer's madrigal!

Flood the world with joy and cheer,

O ye birds, and pour your song

Till the farthest distance hear

Notes so glad and strong!

Storm the earth with odors sweet,

O ye flowers, that blaze in light!

Crowd about June's shining feet,

All ye blossoms bright.

Shout, ye waters, to the sun!

Back are winter's fetters hurled;

Summer's glory is begun;

Beauty holds the world!