As wild and free,

As the Dryads be,

To tell her that I love her.

Some happiness as sweet as thine,

When wild bee sips

The honey drips,

In dreamy line,

Have led her feet

To the pastures sweet,

As wild and free,

As the Dryads be,

To tell her that I love her.

Such wildest pleasures thou hast known,

Of lake or strand,

Or flow'ry land,

Of dreamy zone,

Where all day long,

Hast sung her song,

As wild and free,

As the Dryads be,

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