Classic Poem

Air — " The Bright, Rosy Morning, " etc.

The red of the dawn o'er the sky pours its flood,
It brightens the upland, it flushes the wood;
The hound and the bugle to the chase call away, —
While love cheers the night, boys, let sports charm the day!
Let us quaff the rich wine of life while we may!
Chorus — While love cheers the night, boys, let sports charm the day!

From hut on the mountain, from hall in the plain,
Come, urge the fleet courser with lash and with rein;
The herds of wild deer through the woods speed away, —
While love cheers the night, boys, let sports charm the day!
Let us quaff the red wine of life while we may!
Chorus — While love cheers the night, boys, let sports charm the day!

From hut on the mountain, from hall in the plain,
Come, urge the fleet courser with lash and with rein;
The herds of wild deer through the woods speed away, —
While love cheers the night, boys, let sports charm the day!
Let us quaff the red wine of life while we may!
Chorus — While love cheers the night, boys, let sports charm the day!