When April scatters charms of primrose gold br Among the copper leaves in thickets old, br And singing skylarks from the meadows rise, br To twinkle like black stars in sunny skies; br br When I can hear the small woodpecker ring br Time on a tree for all the birds that sing; br And hear the pleasant cuckoo, loud and long -- br The simple bird that thinks two notes a song; br br When I can hear the woodland brook, that could br Not drown a babe, with all his threatening mood; br Upon these banks the violets make their home, br And let a few small strawberry vlossoms come: br br When I go forth on such a pleasant day, br One breath outdoors takes all my cares away; br It goes like heavy smoke, when flames take hold br Of wood that's green and fill a grate with gold.