"Golden-Hearted Spring "Come, see where golden-hearted spring Rides crowned like a carefree king Now too, gay flowers laughing every one All don bright robes for joy to greet the sun. Hark,hark, birds now in all the greenwood ways, Pipe songs, merry merry roundelays, With sunny hours by day And a clear moon by night, What misers of joy are they Who will not spend delight. Come, see where golden-hearted spring Once again rides like a carefree king Once again rides like a carefree king." from Handel's opera "Berenice""

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