932 Rural School Leaflet. 



QUOTATIONS 



" Through every happy line T sing 

 I feel the tonic of the spring. 

 The day is like an old-time face 

 That gleams across some grassy place — 

 An old-time face — ^an old-time chum 

 Who rises from the grave to come 

 And lure me back along the ways 

 Of time's all-golden yesterdays. 

 Sweet day! to thus remind me of 

 That truant boy I used to love — 

 To set, once more, his finger-tips 

 Against the blossom of his lips. 

 And pipe for me the signal known 

 By none but him and me alone! " 



— James Whitcombe Riley 



I come upon it suddenly, alone — 



A little pathway winding in the weeds 

 That fringe the roadside; and with dreams my own, 



I wander as it leads." 



— James Whitcombe Riley 



" When country roads begin to thaw 

 In mottled spots of damp and dust. 

 And fences by the margin draw 

 Along the frosty crust 

 Their graphic silhouettes, I say, 

 The Spring is coming round this way." 



— Jam£s Whitcombe Riley 



" As from a hidden organ-loft upsoaring. 



The rare song-rapture rises through the hush; 

 So from the topmost boughs outpouring 

 Flows all the liquid silver of the thrush." 



— Mrs. Merrill E. Gates 



" Welcome are both their voices. 

 And I know not which is best — 

 The laughter that slips from the Ocean's lips, 



Or the comfortless Wind's unrest. 

 There's a pang in all rejoicing, 



A joy in the heart of pain, 

 And the Wind that saddens, the Sea that gladdens. 

 Are singing the self-same strain." 



— Bayard Taylor 



