Icy winds of night be gone, this is not your domain In the sky a bird was heard to cry Misty morning whispering and gentle stirring sounds Belied a deathly silence that lay all around Hear the lark and harken to the barking of the dog Fox gone to ground See the splashing of the king-fisher Flashing to the water And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees Laughing as it passes through the endless summer Making for the sea In the lazy water meadow I lay me down All around me golden sun-flakes settle on the ground Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon Bringing sounds of yesterday in to the city room Hear the lark and harken to the barking of the dog Fox gone to ground See the splashing of the king-fisher Flashing to the water And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees Laughing as it passes through the endless summer Making for the sea In the lazy water meadow I lay me down All around me golden sun-flakes settle on the ground Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon Bringing sounds of yesterday into the city room Hear the lark and harken to the barking of the dog Fox gone to ground See the splashing of the king-fisher Flashing to the water And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees Laughing as it passes through the endless summer Making for the sea