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Show 'i Now l tlio Chorry lu Blossom. Sow is the ciierry in blossom, Love, Love of my heart, n it U tho apple to follow ; Over the village at nightfall now Merrily veers and darU the swallow-. At nightfall uow In the dark marsh gross Awakes tho chorus that sines old sorrow; Tuo evening star is dim for the dew, And the apple and lilac will bloom to-morrow. The honeysuckle Is red on the rock: ' The willow floats over the brook like a feather; In every shadow some love lies hid-- Aud you and I in the world together. Mary E. Wilkins in Harper's. |