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singing of birds, the gurgling of happy brooks, mur- 

 mur of bees, and lowing of cattle, and the whistle of 

 the farm boys at their work; for they all belong 

 together. 



THE VIOLET UNDER THE SNOW 



BY RACHEL CAPEN SCHAUFFLER 



To THEE I would bring 



Through all thy dead winter 

 Th' perfume of Spring. 



With thee I would share 

 The gold in the burden 

 Brave hearts have to bear. 



Art happy to see, 



O Child of the Purple; 

 A Brother in me? 



THE PRIMROSES* 



BY W. GRAHAM ROBERTSON 



WHAT has happened in the night? 



All the stars are fallen downl 

 Won't they set the earth a-light? 



Earth so old and brown. 

 We can pick them as we pass, 

 ^cattered shining on the grass. 



* Published by the John Lane Company, New York and London. 



