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THE PLEASURES OF INNOCENCE.

Bliss is hovering, smiling, everywhere,—
Hovering o'er the verdant mountain,
Smiling in the glassy fountain;
Bliss is hovering, smiling, everywhere.
Tender love is active everywhere,—
Active in the shady bower,
In the little modest flower;
Tender love is active everywhere.
Innocence unseen is ever near;
In the tall tree-top it lingers,
In the nest of feathered singers,—
Innocence unseen is ever near.
Pleasure echoes, echoes far and near;
From the green bank decked with flowers,
Sunny hills, and pleasant bowers,—
Pleasure echoes, echoes far and near.
Up and weave us now a flowery crown;
See the blossoms all unfolding,
Each its beauteous station holding,—
Up and weave us now a flowery crown.

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Go ye forth and join the May-day throng;
Sings the cuckoo by the river,
In the breeze the young leaves quiver,—
Go ye forth and join the May-day throng.