1 O, Linden tree, how sweet art thou, When bees are o'er thee flying; Soft zephyrs whisp'ring through thy boughs, and leaflets soft replying.
2 O, Linden tree, in valleys green, With boughs all blossom laden; How many sighs, how many vows, Thou hear'st from lad and maiden.
3 O Linden tree! O Linden tree! Why fade thy blooming flowers? Is it to teach joy, life, and love Fade as the Linden flowers?
4 The birds all love the Linden tree; And sweetly there at even, The heart that knows the source of joy, May raise itself to Heaven.Source: Linden Harp: a rare collection of popular melodies adapted to sacred and moral songs, original and selected. Illustrated. Also a manual of... #38a