Refrains

‘I love all the world to-day!’
That is very young.
‘So I sing, the while I may.’
All the songs are sung.
‘God would never say me nay.’
Heed the foolish tongue!

‘There’s a singing in the tree,’—
All the songs are sung.
‘Nightingales! Oh, could it be?’
Heed the foolish tongue!
‘And the new moon smiles at me.’
Ah, the moon is young!