Song of Blanche Alpen.
Copied by permission of Firth, Pond, & Co., 547 Broadway, N. Y., publishers of the music.
You speak of sunny skies to me—
Of orange grove and bower—
Of winds that wake soft melody
From leaf and blooming flower;
And you may prize those far-off skies,
But tempt not me to roam;
In sweet content my days are spent,