Notes - (VERSO)
Dear friends were we and hand in hand we went
Down the green lane where sunshine thickly lay,
The soft low voices of the woods were blent,
A drowsy cow-bell tinkled far away,
Heart spoke to heart that far fair sunny day.
For us the sunshine laughed, the wild birds sang,
The purple darlings of the spring were fair,
For us each vagrant note of music rang
And every passing breeze was like a prayer.
Heart-whisperings of nature everywhere
From "The Violet's Spell."