ent. When Spring unfolds the beechen leaf, and sap is inthe bough;When light is...

ent. When Spring unfolds the beechen leaf, and sap is in
the bough;
When light is on the wild-wood stream, and wind is
on the brow;
When stride is long, and breath is deep, and keen the
mountain-air,
Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my
land is fair!
entwife. When Spring is come to garth and field, and corn is
in the blade;
When blossom like a shining snow is on the orchard
laid;
When shower and Sun upon the Earth with
fragrance fill the air,
I'll linger here, and will not come, because my land is
fair.
ent. When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of
gold
Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees
unfold;
When woodland halls are green and cool, and wind
is in the West,
Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my
land is best!
entwife. When Summer warms the hanging fruit and burns
the berry brown;
622 the two towers
When straw is gold, and ear is white, and harvest
comes to town;
When honey spills, and apple swells, though wind be
in the West,
I'll linger here beneath the Sun, because my land is
best!
ent. When Winter comes, the winter wild that hill and
wood shall slay;
When trees shall fall and starless night devour the
sunless day;
When wind is in the deadly East, then in the bitter
rain
I'll look for thee, and call to thee; I'll come to thee
again!
entwife. When Winter comes, and singing ends; when
darkness falls at last;
When broken is the barren bough, and light and
labour past;
I'll look for thee, and wait for thee, until we meet
again:
Together we will take the road beneath the bitter
rain!
both. Together we will take the road that leads into the
West,
And far away will find a land where both our hearts
may rest.