Where Town and Country Meet 



up, and fling their fragments into the brooks 

 and rivers, and start forth to clothe the 

 world in flowers and whistle up the bird- 

 songs ! Happy is he who can find time and 

 heart to stand on the edge of spring, and 

 listen for the coming of the birds and the 

 flowers. If he realizes the full sweetness 

 of anticipation, he will be content to wait 

 long even for the first spray of pink arbutus 

 and the first rapture of the robin's vesper 

 hymn. 



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