The Music of Stephen C. Foster . | ||
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THE HOUR FOR THEE AND ME.
[1]
When day breaks forth on the dewy lawn,And all seems mirth and glee,
When birds their sweetest songs awake
Is the hour for thee and me.
[2]
When perfumes from the closing flowersAre wafted o'er the lea,
And vespers float upon the gale,
Is the hour for thee and me.
[3]
When night be holds her starry realmReflected on the sea,
When moonbeams dance upon the rill,
Is the hour for thee and me.
The Music of Stephen C. Foster . | ||