Will You Come To The Spring Poem by John Pierpont

Will you come to the spring that is sparkling and light,
Where the birds carol sweetly, the sun-set is bright?

Will you, will you, will you, will you come to the spring
?


Then the cup runneth o'er with the purest of drink,
And as sweet as the roses that bend from the brink.

Will you, &c.

Let it flow lovely stream it, will surely impart,
Both a new glow to beauty and peace to the heart;

Will you, &c.

When the gay flowrets droop in the noon summer's heat,
Or the bright dew descending restores every sweet;

Will you, &c.

With new blessings of life, it forever o'erflows,
It refreshes all nature wherever it goes;

Will you, &c.