‘Tis heard in spring
When light and sunbeams, warm and kind,
On angels’ wing
Bring love and music to the wind.
Love Lives Beyond the Tomb, John Clare
You've got to dig to dig it, you dig?
‘Tis heard in spring
When light and sunbeams, warm and kind,
On angels’ wing
Bring love and music to the wind.
Love Lives Beyond the Tomb, John Clare