In a herber green, asleep where I lay,
The birds sang sweet in the mids of the day;
I dreamed fast of mirth and play.
In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure. (Robert Wever)

In a herber green, asleep where I lay, The birds sang sweet in the mids of the day; I dreamed fast of mirth and play. In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure.

Robert Wever

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