And softly rose the melody of Flora's morning hymn.
Her garlands, too, of varied hue the merry milkmaid
wove,
And Jack the Piper caprioled within his dancing grove;
Will, Friar Tuck, and Little John, with Robin Hood
their king,
Bold foresters! blythe choristers! made vale and moun
tain ring.
On every spray blooms lovely May, and balmy zephyrs
breathe—