text:  "What a day it was that day! Hills and vales did openly Seem to heave and throb away At the sight of the great sky: And the silence as it stood In the glory's golden flood Audibly did bud--and bud! "Through the winding hedgerows green How we wander'd I and you -- With the bowery tops shut in And the gates that show'd the view-- How we talk'd there! thrushes soft Sang our pauses out --or oft Bleatings took them from the croft