On a carpet of long grass and flowers.
The wild lady's slipper we'll pluck as it droops,
We will watch the proud eagle, as from heaven she stoops,
A seat we will take by the dark leafy nooks,
Where a fairy might while away summer's bright hours.
From on high, the gay waters come!
At first, how they lazily creep
O'er embedded rocks, while agates so bright
Here and there greet the sun, by noonday's strong light,
And again dimly glance when stars come at night,