Full Lyrics
1. O'er the flow'r bespangled grass
Trips the lovely Amaryllis,
Daisies bend to let her pass,
Thrushes praise her in their song.
Lately all the skies were grey;
Now she's here the sun is shining.
Sad the hours when she's away,
Days are dark and nights are long.
O'er the flow'r bespangled grass
Trips the lovely Amaryllis,
Daisies bend to let her pass,
Thrushes praise her in their song.
2. Now let Strephon sound his flute,
Corydon, in song shall greet her.
Shy should reed or voice be mute,
When we raise the high refrain!
Fold your flocks,
Night draws near;
Soon we'll tread jocund measure.
Pipe, ye shepherds,
loud and clear,
Amaryllis come again!
Now let Strephon sound his flute,
Corydon, in song shall greet her.
Shy should reed or voice be mute,
When we raise the high refrain!
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