1
While larks with little wing
Fann'd the pure air,
Viewing the breathing Spring,
Forth I did fare.
Gay, the sun's golden eye
Peep'd o'er the mountains high;
' Such thy bloom,' did I say -
' Phillis the fair!'
2.
In each bird's careless song,
Glad I did share;
While yon wild flowers among,
Chance led me there.
Sweet to the opening day,
Rosebuds bent the dewy spray;
' Such thy bloom ,' did I say -
' Phillis the fair!'
3.
Down in a shady walk
Doves cooing were;
I mark'd the cruel hawk
Caught in a snare.
So kind may Fortune be!
Such make his destiny,
He who would injure thee,
Phillis the fair!

While larks with little wing
Fanned the pure air,
Viewing the breathing Spring,
Forth I did fare.
Gay, the sun's golden eye
Peeped over the mountains high;
' Such your bloom,' did I say -
' Phillis the fair!'

In each bird's careless song,
Glad I did share;
While yonder wild flowers among,
Chance led me there.
Sweet to the opening day,
Rosebuds bent the dewy spray;
' Such your bloom ,' did I say -
' Phillis the fair!'

Down in a shady walk
Doves cooing were;
I marked the cruel hawk
Caught in a snare.
So kind may Fortune be!
Such make his destiny,
He who would injure you,
Phillis the fair!