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The Canary. 



to realise our dreams of canary-breeding, 

 with us as it was with the farmer's boy — 



Thus it 



" Sunshine, health, and joy. 

 Play round and cheer the elevated boy. ' 

 * Another spring !' his heart exulting cries ; 

 ' Another year !' with promised blessings rise; 

 Eternal Power, from whom those blessings flow, 

 Teach me still more to wonder, more to know : 

 Seed-time and harvest let me see again — 

 Wander the leaf-strewn wood, the frozen plain. 

 Let the first flower, corn-waving field, plain, tree, 

 Here round my home, still lift ray soul to Thee ; 

 And let me ever, 'midst Thy bounties, raise 

 An humble note of thankfulness and praise." 



—'-'^^W^Mi^^^ — 



