LOOK UP
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Soft winds will follow in her wake
And put to flight the snow—
The bird-songs sweet will soon be heard
In cadence soft and low.
And put to flight the snow—
The bird-songs sweet will soon be heard
In cadence soft and low.
Then do not e'er grieve for adverse
Conditions that exist,—
The sun will show its sovereign power
And drive away the mist!
Conditions that exist,—
The sun will show its sovereign power
And drive away the mist!
Why reck we then tho' storms assail
And winds hold wild career?
Look up! and feel within your heart
That Summer now is here.
And winds hold wild career?
Look up! and feel within your heart
That Summer now is here.
Dispel the morbid sense of gloom!
The bleak earth soon anew
Shall bloom again, like flowerets fair
Kissed by the summer dew.
The bleak earth soon anew
Shall bloom again, like flowerets fair
Kissed by the summer dew.
