The Lark in the Clear Air

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Dear thoughts are in my mind,

And my soul soars enchanted

As I hear the sweet lark

sing in the clear air of the day.

For a tender beaming smile

to my hope has been granted,

And tomorrow he shall hear

All my fond heart would say.

I shall tell him all my love,

All my soul’s adoration,

And I think he will hear me,

And will not say me nay.

It is this that gives my soul

All its joyous elation

As I hear the sweet lark

sing in the clear air of day.