128 The Canary. 



to realise our dreams of canary-breeding. Thus it is 

 with us as it was with the farmer's boy 



" Sunshine, health, and joy, 

 Play round and cheer the elevated boy. 

 ' Another spring !' his heart exulting cries ; 

 ' Another year !' with promised blessings rise; 

 Eternal Power, from whom those blessings flow, 

 Teach me still more to wonder, more to know ; 

 Seed-time and harvest let me see again 

 Wander the leaf-strewn wood, the frozen plain, 

 Let the first flower, corn-waving field, plain, tree, 

 Here round my home, still lift my soul to Thee ; 

 And let me ever, 'midst Thy bounties, raise 

 An humble note of thankfulness and praise." 



