What Sweet, What Happy Days Had I,when

As Long As I Love Beauty I Am Young.

I Turned My Head And Saw The Wind, Not Far From Where I Stood, Dragging The Corn By Her Golden Hair, Into A Dark And Lonely Wood.

Yes, I Will Spend The Livelong Day With Nature In This Month Of May; And Sit Beneath The Trees, And Share My Bread With Birds Whose Homes Are There; While Cows Lie Down To Eat, And Sheep Stand To Their Necks In Grass So Deep; While Birds Do Sing With All Their Might, As Though They Felt The Earth In Flight.

Now Shall I Walk Or Shall I Ride? 'ride,' Pleasure Said; 'walk,' Joy Replied.

And Hear The Pleasant Cockoo, Loud And Long - The Simple Bird That Thinks Two Notes A Song.