202 ' ARBOR DA Y MANUAL. 



SPRING SONG. 



NOW the lovely spring has come, Hear the merry babbling brook, 



See the fragrant flowers bloom, Rippling through each shady nook! 



Birds are here with their song, Coming here, going there, 



Cheering us along. Making all so fair. 



Making all our faces bright. See the little finny tribe, 



Till our hearts beat with delight, Rushing everywhere to hide, 



Happy spring, merry spring, In and out. round about, 



We thy praises sing. In their merry rout. 



See the little lambs at play, 



Skipping through the livelong day, 



Happy they on their way 



To the meadows gay. 



Through the meads and through the vales 



O'er the hills and pleasant dales, 



Here they go, to and fro, 



Not a care they know. 



KATE HAWTHORN. 



MY HOME IN THE WILDWOOD. 



COME to my home in the wildwood, Sweet 'tis to stray in the wildwood; 

 Come where the heart is so free, When the day's cares are all o'er; 



Bidding adieu to your sorrow, Bright flowers are strown in our pathway. 

 Here let your dwelling place be. Fresh leaves adorn the gay floor. 



Here you may find in the wildwood, 



Freedom from sorrow and care, 

 Casting aside all your burdens, 



Here find sweet solace in prayer. 



HAIL, ARBOR DAY. 



NOW fair Arbor Day is here, Hail, all hail, fair Arbor Day; 



Filled with all its happy hours; Prophecy of coming beauty ! 



Loyal children, far and near, When the years have passed away 



Plant their trees and scatter flowers. With their weight of care and duty, 



Knowing well their Father's eye We will love thee still the same, 



Rests upon them from the sky, And fond memory at thy name, 



Viewing all their deeds with love, Will recall the gladsome days, 



As through blossoming lands they rove. When we roamed in woodland ways. 



Soon the trees will grow, Happy, thoughtless youth, 



And gently throw With love and truth, 



A shade through sunny hours, Blent in a rhyme of hours, 



Feathered songsters bring the music, And the Arbor Day of friendship, 



And our Father send the showers. Crowned with innocence and flowers. 



Kingston, N. V. School A>>. 3 Exercises. 1889. LIZZIK D. ROOSA. 



