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The budding twigs spread out their fan
To catch the breezy air;

And I must think, do all I can,
That there was pleasure there.

If this belief from heaven be sent,
If such be Nature's holy plan,
Have I not reason to lament
What man has made of man?

William Wordsworth.

SONG OF SPRING.
LAUD the first spring daisies;
Chant aloud their praises;

Send the children up

To the high hill's top;

Tax not the strength of their young hands
To increase your lands.

Gather the primroses,

Make handfuls into posies;

Take them to the little girls who are at work in mills:

Pluck the violets blue

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Ah, pluck not a few!

Knowest thou what good thoughts from Heaven the violet instils?

Give the children holidays

(And let these be jolly days),

Grant freedom to the children in this joyous spring;

Better men, hereafter,

Shall we have, for laughter

SONG OF SPRING.

Freely shouted to the woods, till all the echoes ring.
Send the children up

To the high hill's top,

Or deep into the wood's recesses,
To woo Spring's caresses.

See the birds together,
In this splendid weather,

Worship God-(for he is God of birds as well as men):
And each feathered neighbor
Enters on his labor-

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Sparrow, robin, redpole, finch, the linnet, and the wren; As the year advances,

Trees their naked branches

Clothe, and seek your pleasure in their green apparel. Insect and wild beast

Keep no Lent, but feast;

Spring breathes upon the earth, and their joy's increased,

And the rejoicing birds break forth in one loud carol.

Ah, come and woo the Spring;

List to the birds that sing;

Pluck the primroses; pluck the violets;

Pluck the daisies,

Sing their praises;

Friendship with the flowers some noble thought begets. Come forth and gather these sweet elves

(More witching are they than the fays of old), Come forth and gather them yourselves; Learn of these gentle flowers, whose worth is more, than

gold.

Come, come into the wood;
Pierce into the bowers
Of these gentle flowers,
Which not in solitude

Dwell, but with each other keep society:
And with a simple piety,

Are ready to be woven into garlands for the good.

Or, upon summer earth,

To die, in virgin worth;

Or to be strewn before the bride,

And the bridegroom, by her side.

Come forth on Sundays;
Come forth on Mondays;
Come forth on any day;

Children, come forth to play :-
Worship the God of Nature in your childhood;
Worship Him at your tasks with best endeavor;
Worship Him in your sports; worship Him ever;
Worship Him in the wildwood;

Worship Him amidst the flowers;
In the greenwood bowers;
Pluck the buttercups, and raise
Your voices in His praise!

Edward Youl.

SONG.

WHEN daisies pied, and violets blue,
And lady-smocks all silver white,
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue,

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