And minstrelsy.
Be ever happy,
As thou lov'st me!
1775.* ——- WITH A PAINTED RIBBON.
LITTLE leaves and flow'rets too,
Scatter we with gentle hand,
Kind young spring-gods to the view,
Sporting on an airy band.
Zephyr, bear it on the wing,
Twine it round my loved one's dress;
To her glass then let her spring,
Full of eager joyousness.
Roses round her let her see,