Rayner Taylor
(1747 - 1825)

Sweet are the banks
(Song)
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From Taylor's "Collection of favorite songs and an overture", London,1775.
Lyrics: William Woty

Sweet are the banks when early spring
Perfumes the plants and scents the flow'rs;
Fragrant the violet in its bed
And sweet the herbage after show'rs.
Sweet is the soft, the sunny breeze
That fans the golden orange groves,
Yet oh, how sweeter far than those
The kisses are of him I love.


Sweet is the grain of lavender,
And sweet the rose's damask leaf;
Charming the breath of Jessamin,
And sweet the spicy myrtle sheaf.
Grateful the blossom of the bean,
The spotted pink and crimson clove;
Yet oh, how sweeter far than those
The kisses are of him I love.