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To the hearts where light has birth
Nothing can be drear;
Budding through the bloom of earth,
Heaven is always near.
Nothing can be drear;
Budding through the bloom of earth,
Heaven is always near.
"Take the fruit I give you," says the bending tree;"
Nothing but a burden is it all to me.
Lighten ye my branches: let them toss in air!
Only leave me freedom next year's load to bear."
Nothing but a burden is it all to me.
Lighten ye my branches: let them toss in air!
Only leave me freedom next year's load to bear."
"Do my waters cheer thee," says the gurgling spring,
"With the crystal coolness 't is their life to bring?
Leave me not to stagnate, creeping o'er the plain;
Drink for thy refreshment; drink, and come again!"
"With the crystal coolness 't is their life to bring?
Leave me not to stagnate, creeping o'er the plain;
Drink for thy refreshment; drink, and come again!"
"Can I yield you blessings?"says the friendly heart.
Fear not I am poorer, though I much impart.
Wherefore should you thank me? giving is my need.
Love that wrought none comfort sorrow were indeed."
Fear not I am poorer, though I much impart.
Wherefore should you thank me? giving is my need.
Love that wrought none comfort sorrow were indeed."
