Tune - "Banks Of Cree." I. Here Is The Glen, And Here The Bower, All Underneath The Birchen Shade; The Village-Bell Has Told The Hour - O What Can Stay My Lovely Maid? Ii. 'Tis Not Maria'S Whispering Call; 'Tis But The Balmy-Breathing Gale, Mix'D With Some Warbler'S Dying Fall, The Dewy Star Of Eve To Hail. Iii. It Is Maria'S Voice I Hear! So Calls The Woodlark In The Grove, His Little, Faithful Mate To Cheer, At Once 'Tis Music - And 'Tis Love. Iv. And Art Thou Come? And Art Thou True? O Welcome, Dear To Love And Me! And Let Us All Our Vows Renew Along The Flow'Ry Banks Of Cree.