When the morning peeps forth, and the…

When the morning peeps forth, and the zephyr's cool gale Carries fragrance and health over mountain and dale; Ye nymphs and ye swains we together will rove, Up hill and down valley, by thicket and grove; Then follow with me where the welkin resounds, With the notes of the horn and the cry of the bounds,

Let the wretched be slaves to ambition and wealth, All the blessing I ask is the blessing of health; Where cheerful good humour gives honesty grace, And the heart shows content in the smiles of the face. Then follow, &c.