‘Tis night, and the landscape is lovely no more;
I mourn, but, ye woodlands, I mourn not for you,
For morn is approaching your charms to restore,
Perfum’d with fresh fragrance and glitt’ring with dew;
Nor yet for the ravage of winter I mourn,
Kind nature the embryo blossom will save,
But when shall spring visit the mouldering urn?
Oh! when shall day dawn on the night of the grave?
Author: James Beattie
Composer: Wm. Houser
Hesperian Harp: Page 348–349
Songbook of the Conquering Christian (forerunner to Song in the Night): Page 63
(without Nature Sounds)
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