Sommer !

Upon a summer morning,
When nature`s face is fair,
I walked forth to view the corn and forest,
With my dear dog, thinking on ???
You are my dream,
An` snuff the caller air,
The raising sun over my head,
We` glorious light was glinting,
The hares and birds were hirpling, down the hills;
As lightsomely I look abroad to your border;
To see and look after my dear`s love ?
I hope she will not forget;
A man her fare north suffering,
Even so kind and nice day.