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 SONG OF DEDICATION 



AN ARBOR DAY TREE. 



(Air: "Columbia, the Gem of the Ocean.") 



The tree we are planting on this day 



Is chosen with tenderest care ; 

 May beauty adorn it, hereafter, 



And clothe it with usefulness rare. 

 May green leaves appearing each springtime 



Be leaves of a fair book of fame, 

 And spread to the breezes the story 



Extolling the new-given name. 



The tree is an emblem of greatness, 



As, springing from one tiny seed, 

 It mounts ever upward and onward, 



An emblem of greatness, indeed. 

 The birds sing its praises to others, 



The winds carry swiftly the tale, 

 The tree is the monarch of the forest, 



Of hill, valley, greenwood and dale. 



THE PLANTING SONG. 



BY DR. S. F. SMITH, AUTHOR OF "AMERICA." 



(Air: "America.") 



Joy for the sturdy trees 

 Fanned by each fragrant breeze, 



Lovely they stand. 

 The song birds o'er them thrill, 

 They shade each tinkling rill, 

 They crown each swelling hill, 



Lowly or grand. 



Plant them by stream or way, 

 Plant where the children play, 



And toilers rest. 

 In every verdant vale, 

 On every sunny swale 

 Whether to grow or fail, 



God knoweth best. 



Select the strong, the fair, 

 Plant them with earnest care 



No toil is vain. 

 Plant in a fitter place, 

 Where, like a lovely face, 

 Set in some sweeter grace, 



Change may prove gain. 



God will his blessings send, 

 All things on him depend. 



His loving care. 

 Clings to each leaf and flower, 

 Like ivy to its tower. 

 His presence and His power 



Are everywhere. 



ARBOR DAY MARCH. 



BY ELLEN BEAUCHAMP. 



(Air: "Marching Through Georgia.") 



Celebrate the Arbor Day 



With march and song and cheer. 

 For the season comes to us 



But once in every year ; 

 Should we not remember it 



And make the mem'ry dear; 



Memories sweet for Arbor Day. 



Flow'rs are blooming all around, 



Are blooming on this day ; 

 And the trees with verdure clad, 



Welcome the month of May, 

 Making earth a garden fair 



To hail the Arbor Day, 



Clothing all nature with gladness. 



Chorus: 



Hurrah ! Hurrah ! The Arbor Day is here ; 

 Hurrah! Hurrah! It gladdens every year, 

 So we plant a young tree on blithsome Arbor Day, 

 While we are singing for gladness. 



