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The greenwood! the greenwood! How pleasant it would be To build a little mossy hut Beneath the forest tree To climb each green and grassy knoll, To pierce each leafy haunt, And listen with delighted ears To every wild bird's chaunt.

The greenwood! the greenwood! How bright the sunbeams gleam, Chequered by many a waving bough Upon the dancing stream. And there the dainty harebells grow, There roams the vagrant bee, And every gale that stirs the trees were Makes thrilling melody.