The lark ascending on petticoat wings
In sun-soaked silence of the morn
To join the dawn chorus, to sing
From banished cold and nightly sting
The finch and sparrow, all manner adorned
The lark ascending on petticoat wings
Lifting up with the dew, in joyous swing
The hearts of the forest, the rabbit and faun
To join the dawn chorus, to sing
The russet quilt of the great sun king
And his subjects to the waking horn
The lark ascending on petticoat wings
Replete of joy that morning brings
Bereft of moonlight, cold, forlorn
To join the dawn chorus, to sing
Gathered here the splendorous spring
In dewy wonder of the morn
The lark ascending on petticoat wings
To join the dawn chorus, to sing.
So beautiful.
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