The sunshine of the morning
Is abroad upon the hills,
With the singing of the green-wood leaves,
And of a thousand rills.


One Day - The Golden Violet (1827)


The sunshine of the morning Is abroad upon the hills, With the singing of the green-wood leaves, And of a thousand rills.

The sunshine of the morning Is abroad upon the hills, With the singing of the green-wood leaves, And of a thousand rills.

The sunshine of the morning Is abroad upon the hills, With the singing of the green-wood leaves, And of a thousand rills.

The sunshine of the morning Is abroad upon the hills, With the singing of the green-wood leaves, And of a thousand rills.