FAIR SAN JOSÉ.
By CONVERSE E. NICKERSON.
Andante moderato
fitte
Ås in a gar-den fair,
P-f
pe
ó san Jo-sé,
Nes-tles thy beauty rare,where sunbeams play;
f each ti - ny sweetvoiced bird Sing - ing ger thee is heard
Prais - ing thy pa - ra-dise,
fair
San Jo • sé.
Beauteous is thy name, beyond compare!
Within thy verdured gates, blossoming there
Are lovely tinted flowers,
Shedding through all the hours
Finest of perfumes sweet, fair San José.
How bright thy clear-hued skies shelt'ring thee o'er!
Adding rich blessings to thy gifts in store;
Balmy thy breezes blow,
Gently thy brooklets flow,
'Freshing thy velvet lands, fair San José.
I hear thy magic call, thrilling me through,
Blessing, inspiring me with joys anew;
My life thy grandeur needs,
Thy beauty my soul feeds,
E'er let me stay with thee, fair. San José.
