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Show A THOUGHT A DAY For lo, tbe winter Is past, tho rain Ls over and gone; the ii.vi ; appeal on the earth; tie- time of ib- staging of birds i- come, Oantlcles 211-12. Sweet daughter of a rough and ! stormy sire. Hoar Winter's blooming child delightful de-lightful Spring! Whose unshorn locks .with leaves And swelling buds" are crowned. Sweet Is thy reign, but short thi red dog star Shall scotch thy tresses, and the mower's scythe Thy green, thy flowrcts all, Remorseless shall destroy. ANNA L. BARBAUXJ5. |