Daisies peep in white and gold,
Tulips in the garden glowing,
Flaunt their scarlet brave and bold.
Look! the orchard’s all in flower,
And the white and rosy bloom
Turns it to a royal bower,
Fairy April’s tiring-room.
Peach and apple, plum and cherry,
All the air with fragrance woo;
Since the world is making merry,