christopher hassall - the tables turned lyrics
up! up! my friend, and quit your books;
or surely you’ll grow double:
up! up! my friend, and clear your looks;
why all this toil and trouble?
the sun above the mountain’s head
a freshening l+stre mellow
through all the long green fields has spread
his first sweet evening yellow
books! ’tis a dull and endless strife:
come, hear the woodland linnet
how sweet his music! on my life
there’s more of wisdom in it
and hark! how blithe the throstle sings!
he, too, is no mean preacher:
come forth into the light of things
let nature bе your teacher
she has a world of rеady wealth
our minds and hearts to bless—
spontaneous wisdom breathed by health
truth breathed by cheerfulness
one impulse from a vernal wood
may teach you more of man
of moral evil and of good
than all the sages can
sweet is the lore which nature brings;
our meddling intellect
mis+shapes the beauteous forms of things:—
we murder to dissect
enough of science and of art;
close up those barren leaves;
come forth, and bring with you a heart
that watches and receives
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