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TO MUSIC

Oh lovely art when gloomy hours Im spending


Oh when Im torn by bitter stroms of life
You warm my heart with power ang joyun ending
You raise me up to reaims un known to strife
To better reaims un known to strife
You clam my sighs with tones of joy full singing
On your sweet sounds my soul to heaven can soar
To morrows skies will sound in joyous ringing
Oh lovely art my thanks my thanks there fore
Oh lovely art my thanks therefore

SPRING MORNING
Flock are sporting doves are courting warbling
Thrushes sweetly sing
Ahh.
Joy and pleasure without measure
Herald in the lovely spring
Herald in the lovely spring
Gentle zephyrs silent glades
Purling strems and cooling shades
Senses charming painsdis arming
Love each tender heart invades

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