APRIL SONG

FLEET across the grasses

Flash the feet of Spring,

Piping, as he passes

Fleet across the grasses,

“Follow, lads and lasses!

Sing, world, sing!”

Fleet across the grasses

Flash the feet of Spring!

Idle winds deliver

Rumors through the town,

Tales of reeds that quiver,

Idle winds deliver,

Where the rapid river

Drags the willows down —

Idle winds deliver

Rumors through the town.

In the country places

By the silver brooks

April airs her graces;

In the country places

Wayward April paces,

Laughter in her looks;

In the country places

By the silver brooks.

Hints of alien glamor

Even reach the town;

Urban muses stammer

Hints of alien glamor,

But the city's clamor

Beats the voices down;

Hints of alien glamor

Even reach the town.