36
WIND-HARP
SONGS.
ROBERT
BLOOMFIELD.
T
NCARNATE
voice
of
English
May,
1
The
gentlest
of
the
sons
of
song;
As
some
soft
brook
to
me,
alway,
Thou
art,
O
voice
of
English
May.
Mid
rural
scenes,
in
limpid
play,
I
love
with
thee
to
float
along-
Incarnate
voice
of
English
May,
And
gentlest
of
the
sons
of
song.
AZTEC
OF
THE
AIR.
AZTEC
of
the
air,
blithe
Bob
O
Link,-
Quez-cat-a-lot/,
link-
a-
link-
a-
link
!
Thy
syllables,
so
sweet,
I
think,
Chime
with
the
tongue
of
Popocatapetl,
And
the
clink-a-link-clink,
Of
a
shaken
sheet
Of
crinkling,
musical
metal.
