Wisconsin Arbor and Bird Day Annual

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Democrat Printing Company, 1908

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Página 55 - THE poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead ; That is the Grasshopper's — he takes the lead In summer luxury, — he has never done With his delights; for when tired out with fun He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
Página 53 - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Página 35 - Give fools their gold, and knaves their power ; Let fortune's bubbles rise and fall ; Who sows a field, or trains a flower, Or plants a tree, is more than all. For he who blesses most is blest ; And God and man shall own his worth Who toils to leave as his bequest An added beauty to the earth.
Página 8 - There's a smile on the fruit, and a smile on the flower, And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea.
Página 54 - For Nature beats in perfect tune, And rounds with rhyme her every rune, Whether she work in land or sea, Or hide underground her alchemy. Thou canst not wave thy staff in air, Or dip thy paddle in the lake, But it carves the bow of beauty there, And the ripples in rhymes the oar...
Página 35 - Shall I take them away?" said the Frost, sweeping down. "No, leave them alone Till the blossoms have grown," Prayed the Tree, while he trembled from rootlet to crown. The Tree bore his blossoms, and all the birds sung: "Shall I take them away?
Página 24 - Oft, in the sunless April day, Thy early smile has stayed my walk ; But midst the gorgeous blooms of May, I passed thee on thy humble stalk. So they, who climb to wealth, forget The friends in darker fortunes tried. I copied them—but I regret That I should ape the ways of pride.
Página 70 - ... to-whit! to-whee! Will you listen to me? Who stole four eggs I laid, And the nice nest I made?
Página 70 - said the hen ; " Don't ask me again, Why, I haven'ta chick Would do such a trick. We all gave her a feather, And she wove them together. I 'd scorn to intrude On her and her brood. Cluck! Cluck !" said the hen,
Página 70 - I would not rob a bird," said little Mary Green : "I think I never heard of anything so mean." "'Tis very cruel, too," said little Alice Neal : " I wonder if he knew how sad the bird would feel...

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