ARBOR DAY MANUAL. 



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OUR ALMANAC. 



ROBINS in the tree-tops, 

 Blossoms in the grass ; 

 Green things a-gro\ving 



Everywhere you pass ; 

 Sudden little breezes ; 



Showers of silver dew ; 

 Black bough and bent twig 



Budding out anew ! 

 Pine-tree and willow-tree, 



Fringed elm and larch, 

 Don't you think that May-time's 



Pleasanter than March ? 



Apples in the orchard, 



Mellowing one by one ; 

 Strawberries upturning 



Soft cheeks to the sun ; 

 Roses, faint with sweetness ; 



Lilies, fair of face ; 

 Drowsy scents and murmurs 



Haunting every place. 

 Lengths of golden sunshine ; 



Moonlight bright as day 

 Don't you think that Summer's 



Pleasanter than May ? 



Roger in the corn-patch, 



Whistling negro songs ; 

 Pussy by the hearth-side, 



Romping with the tongs ; 

 Chestnuts in the ashes, 



Bursting through the rind; 

 Red-leaf and gold-leaf, 



Rustling down the wind ; 

 Mother doing peaches 



All the afternoon 

 Don't you think that Autumn's 



Pleasanter than June? 



Little fairy snow-flakes, 

 Dancing in the flue ; 



Old Mr. Santa Claus, 



What is keeping you ? 



Twilight and firelight ; 



Shadows come and go ; 

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