O Breeze!

O Breeze! How friendly you are!

And my mind you seize!

Every leaf rises to swing

And rings a melody,

Leaves tending twigs and boughs

Whisper in you and me,

'O Man, will you not step on to swing?'

In their troupe of green gold, I spread my wing,

And discover a theme, age old.

Hand in hand, they s