* Hail, beauteous stranger of the wood,
Attendant on the Spring;
Now Heaven repairs thy rural seat,
And woods thy welcome ring.
THE TUNE.
Old “Balerma” was so long the musical mouth-piece of the pious boy-schoolmaster's verses that 346 / 298 the two became one expression, and one could not be named without suggesting the other.
“Balerma” (Palermo) was ages away in style and sound from the later type of Sunday-school tunes, resembling rather one of Palestrina's chorals than the tripping melodies that took its place; but in its day juvenile voices enjoyed it, and it suited very well the grave but winning words.
How happy is the child who hears
Instruction's warning voice,
And who celestial Wisdom makes
His early, only choice!
For she hath treasures greater far