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THE TIME OF THE SINGING OF iBIRDS - Continued. 



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 winds that creep where daisies sleep, And the dainty wind-flow'rs blow. And deep in the heart of the 

 hu - man hearts whose bit- ter smarts Its smile hath power to heal. The time of the singing of 



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prom - ise lie, The her - aid of Sum-mer's reign; At the gold -en beat of her 

 dim old woods The sun -beams fair have strayed; Like shafts of light they have 

 birds is come, And we pause inourwea - ry way, While the sad hearts thrill and the 





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fly - ing feet The old Earth smiles a - gain. 



pierced the night By the arch - ing bran - ches made. 



sad eyes fill At the - - __ - - - breath of the scented May. 



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By Courtesy of Meuri. Harper A Brother*. 



SONG OF THE MAPLE. 



R. M. STRBETKR. 

 MRS. E. FITZGERALD. 



1. Ma -pie, from the leafy wildwood, Where thine early years have sped ; Emblem of our happy childhood, 



2. Infant leaves, unclasp your fingers, Sunshine, kiss their tender palms ; Ev'ning wind, as twilight lingers, 



3. On the early-dawning morrow, In the garden-world of care, We must meet the joy and sorrow 



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To the past forever fled ; Here, with radiant Spring adorning " Banks and braes " with buds and flow'rs, 

 With our ma - pie inthmearms, Sway and sing: "Odews of e-ven, Dai-ly as yesinkto rest, 

 That a -wait our coming there. O brave hearts! when restful e - ven Finds our dai - ly du ty o'er, 



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