by Samuel Daniel (1562 - 1619)

Now each creature joys the other
 (Sung text for setting by J. Farmer)
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Language: English 
Now each creature joys the other,
  Passing happy days and hours;
One bird reports unto another
  By the fall of silver showers;
Whilst the earth, our common mother,
  Hath her bosom decked with flowers.

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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Word count: 144