Will you come to the spring that is sparkling and light, <br />Where the birds carol sweetly, the sun-set is bright? <br /> <br />Will you, will you, will you, will you come to the spring <br />? <br /> <br /> <br />Then the cup runneth o'er with the purest of drink, <br />And as sweet as the roses that bend from the brink. <br /> <br />Will you, &c. <br /> <br />Let it flow lovely stream it, will surely impart, <br />Both a new glow to beauty and peace to the heart; <br /> <br />Will you, &c. <br /> <br />When the gay flowrets droop in the noon summer's heat, <br />Or the bright dew descending restores every sweet; <br /> <br />Will you, &c. <br /> <br />With new blessings of life, it forever o'erflows, <br />It refreshes all nature wherever it goes; <br /> <br />Will you, &c.<br /><br />John Pierpont<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/will-you-come-to-the-spring/
