text:  Wild Nature spreading all her charms Welcomed her children to her arms; Laugh'd the huge oaks and shook with glee In answer to their revelry; Kind Night would cast her softest dew Where'er their roving footsteps flew; So bright the joyous fountains gush'd So proud the swelling rivers rush'd That mother Earth they well might deem With honey wine and milk for them Most bounteously had fed the stream