Cup of Tea
When the world is fret and dreary
And the heart says where to be!
Solace it more than thousand words
A cup of hot and steaming tea
Read a book and take a sip
With love of nature in thy breast
If you feel thyself alone
Thou can call thyself as guest
Keep two cups on table one
And then take them one by one
Such a friend is best therest
The friend that talks not is the best
A winsome cup of hottest tea
Is sweetest than all things dearest
With scent that takes in meadow green
Where pickers pick tea leaves by hut
A running brook with magic sheen
With floating leaves and gulls and ducks
The world of taste and world of mead
In love of nature thou inhale
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