In springtime when the forest greens,

And buds dot woodland bed,

I love to view these wondrous scenes

To clear my wintry head;

Where rivers flow among the trees,

And splashes echo on the breeze,

            Where rivers flow,

            Where rivers flow

To bumbling buzz of roving bees.

In springtime when the forest greens,

And life returns to earth,

Once hel...

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