The Lark In The Clear Air

	The lark in the clear air：to my sister margaret
	Dear thoughts are in my mind
	And my soul soars enchanted
	As i hear the sweet lark sing
	In the clear air of the day
	For a tender beaming smile
	To my hope has been granted
	And tomorrow she shall hear
	All my fond heart would say
	I should tell her all my love
	All my soul's adoration
	And i think she will hear me
	And will not say me nay
	It is this that gives my soul
	All its joyous elation
	As i hear the sweet lark sing
	In the clear air of the day

	The lark in the clear air: to my sister margaret
	Dear thoughts are in my mind
	And my soul soars enchanted
	As i hear the sweet lark sing
	In the clear air of the day
	For a tender beaming smile
	To my hope has been granted
	And tomorrow she shall hear
	All my fond heart would say
	I should tell her all my love
	All my soul' s adoration
	And i think she will hear me
	And will not say me nay
	It is this that gives my soul
	All its joyous elation
	As i hear the sweet lark sing
	In the clear air of the day