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How joyous is a Country life
⟨How⟩ joyous is a country life,
When fields are green and gay!
⟨How⟩ happily a farmer’s wife
May pass her time away!
⟨When⟩ hay is in, and harvest done,
What heartfelt joy to see,
⟨The⟩ nymphs and swains together run,
And foot it merrily.
And here skipping,
There tripping
Lads and lasses come,
With here's a hand,
And there's a hand,
To keep up Harvest home.
⟨And⟩ when from storms of chilling snow,
The trembling leaves retire,
⟨How⟩ cheerly ’tis to feel the glow,
Where burns the cottage fire.
⟨When⟩ rustic suitors archly tell,
In listening beauty’s ear,
⟨Some⟩ village tale of what befell,
When lately bloom'd the year.
And here skipping,
There tripping,
Lads and lasses free.
On moon light green,
Were often seen
To dance in frolic glee.
