Fresh, green leaves show!
And that pretty bay
Sparkling there?" "Ah yes!"
"And, seen where sunbeams play,
The meadows' loveliness?
Are they not heavenly--those bright fields?--Confess!"--
Heavenly!
Heavenly!
Skål and good-noon, fair one in window leaning,
Hark how the city bells their peals prolong!