Go forth! the sky is blue above,
And cool the green sod lies below;
It is the hour that claims for love
The halcyon moments as they flow.
The glow-worm lends her twinkling lamp,
The cricket sings his soothing strain,
And fainter sounds the weary tramp
Of footsteps in the grassy lane.
Go forth, ye pallid sons of care!
Too long your thoughts to earth are given;
To-night sweet music haunts the air,
And fragrant odors breathe of heaven!