To musical breezes
Attune the sweet lay.
The trees of the forest
Rejoice in thy beams,
That glance like bright silver
Along the clear streams.
How splendid all nature
Beneath thy glad reign,
In light and in glory,
O’er land and o’er main.
To musical breezes
Attune the sweet lay.
The trees of the forest
Rejoice in thy beams,
That glance like bright silver
Along the clear streams.
How splendid all nature
Beneath thy glad reign,
In light and in glory,
O’er land and o’er main.