When You Are Lonely Dolly Radford

When You Are Lonely

Dolly Radford

WHEN you are lonely, full of care,

Or sad with some new sorrow,

And when your tired fancy hides

The brightness of the morrow,

Ah, turn your footsteps to the woods

And meadows, where the rills,

Are quietly flowing, when the moon

And stars shine on the hills.

Upon your brow the great wise trees

Will breathe, and something sweet

Will reach you from the fragrant grass

You press beneath your feet,

And a fair spirit of the fields,

Peaceful and happy-eyed,

Will find a way into your heart,

I think, and there abide.