Happy
Love
Love
COME LET US STRAY
OUR GLADSOME WAY,
AND VIEW THE CHARMS
OF NATURE;
THE RUSTLING CORN,
THE FRUITED THORN,
AND EV'RY HAPPY CREATURE.
image of man and woman
walking by field of wheat,
and small dog at their heal
WE'LL GENTLY WALK,
AND SWEETLY TALK,
TILL THE SILENT MOON
SHINE CLEARLY:
I'LL GRASP THY WAIST,
AND , FONDLY PREST,
SWEAR HOW I LOVE THEE DEARLY.
NOR VERNAL SHOWERS
TO BUDDING FLOWERS,
NOR AUTUMN
TO THE FARMER,
SO DEAR CAN BE
AS THOU TO ME,
MY FAIR AND LOVELY CHARMER.
BURNS
