Round And Round

í{Pttpnkps Ki, BQnbeadia, Uta Tm dan ol'l l";i ol' the oarth. And brinjí Uk1 s:tp to the bursting bud, And bnag Ule Bowvr tu birth ! Kiss, kiss, ;unl kisa 1 Rain-sbowenv drop", drop, TiU tlm chrmd in thc siveet heaven fuilj Aii'i'thr Fonnfarin hokl ubovy licr had, The silver mist hke a voil ; Drop, drop, and drop ! Blow, bllthely blow, (Ui windt 'ƒ■ the soudi imd west, Aui beat on the lcnves of my lady' lowcr 'Dio tune that slie loves the best ! Blow, blow, and blow! Fll dnrkly, Frost, On thc old enrth, dcurn and down, And turn thu leaf from green to umv And the rose from red to browo ! Fall and full, O Frost ! Treptc, rain-drops, freoze, Till the air is hcuvy with sleet. And the fountain makes a inoaa in her hcart, Of the son that was so sweet ; Freeze, fi-er ze, and freeze ! Drive, wild wind, drive, And beat through thc sloot nd the rain, And blast ami Mncken my lady's bowcr, Till my lady die of the pain ! Irive, drive, and drive ! And so the world goes round, 3?rom the birth to the dying day, And tlie bom munt gtvethe red fot thc black, And the (friiss the green for the gray ; Round, round, and round !