To Judith. Child of the country. Free as air art thou, and as the sunshine fa[inelligible] Born like the lily where the dew
Lies aderous when the day is new Feel mid the Mayflower like the bee Nursed to sweet Music on the knee. Lulled on the breast
to that tune which winds make 'mongst the woods of June.
A comprehensive toast Here's a health to all those that we love Here's a health to all these that love us Here a health to
all those that love them That love those that love them That love us.