Sweep the sounding harp string
all ye winds that blow
let it loudly swelling
make sweet music flow

let the thundring drum roll
gladness fly around
merry bells peal & toll
ringing trumpets sound

let the mighty organ
play & peal & swell
roll its floods of sound on
till echos every dell

sweetly sweetly breath[e] flute
pour thy gentle strains
let thy music rise lute
no more Dullness reigns

sweep the sounding harp string
all ye winds that blow
let it loudly swell & ring
make sweet music flow

in your splendid cloud halls
princely Geni dance
till from the vapour walls
bloody lightnings glance

your music is black thunder
therefore let it sound
tear the earth asunder
shake the sky around

faires of the greenwood
Sing amid the trees
pour of joy a bright flood
dance upon the breeze

drink from the bright flower
crowned with crystal dew
bower
of snowy hue

no longer hid your name is
ye spirits of the air
for now your mighty fame is
set forth in coulours fair

sweep the sounding harp string
all ye winds that blow
let it loudly swelling
make sweet music flow