Love to faults is always blind and always is to joy inclined
Lawless, winged, and unconfined and breaks all chains from every mind
I love to rise on summer morns when birds will sing on every tree
Distant huntsmen sound their horns; the skylark sings her song with me
How sweet I roamed from field to field and tasted all the summer's pride
I saw the truth of love revealed that in the summer air did glide
Love seeks not itself to please nor for itself has any care
But for another gives its ease and heaven builds in hell's despair
Love and harmony combine and all around our souls will show
While our branches intertwine and our roots together grow
I hear a voice you cannot hear - a voice that says I cannot stay
I see a hand you cannot see - a hand that beckons me away
The sun descending in the west - and now the evening star doth shine
The birds are silent in their nest and I must go and seek for mine
Lawless, winged, and unconfined and breaks all chains from every mind
I love to rise on summer morns when birds will sing on every tree
Distant huntsmen sound their horns; the skylark sings her song with me
How sweet I roamed from field to field and tasted all the summer's pride
I saw the truth of love revealed that in the summer air did glide
Love seeks not itself to please nor for itself has any care
But for another gives its ease and heaven builds in hell's despair
Love and harmony combine and all around our souls will show
While our branches intertwine and our roots together grow
I hear a voice you cannot hear -
I see a hand you cannot see -
The sun descending in the west -
The birds are silent in their nest and I must go and seek for mine
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