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ARBOR DA V MANUAL. 
THE MAIDEN SPRING. 
May : 
DIALOGUE. 
A LL the buds and bees are singing ; 
Ad the Jily bells are ringing; 
All the bro.oks run full of laughter, 
And the wind comes whispering after. 
What is this they sing and say? 
“ It is May ! 
Look, dear children, look ! the meadows, 
Where the sunshine chases shadows, 
Are alive with fairy faces, 
Peeping from their grassy places. 
What is this the flowers say ? 
'■ It is May ! ” 
See ! the fair blue sky is brighter, 
And our hearts with hope are lighter. 
All the bells of joy are ringing; 
All are grateful voices singing ; 
All the storms have passed away. 
“ It is May ! ” 
Roses : 
We are blushing roses, 
Bending with our fullness, 
•’Midst our close capped sister buds, 
Warming the green coolness. 
Hold one of us lightly — 
See from what a slender 
Stalk we bower in heavy blooms, 
And roundness rich and tender. 
We are lilies fair, 
The flower of virgin light; 
Nature held us forth, and said, 
“ Lo ! my thought of white.” 
Ever since then, angels: 
Hold us in their hands; 
You may see them when they take 
In pictures their sweet stands. 
Like the garden’s angels 
Also do we seem, 
And not the less for being crowned 
With a golden dream. 
Lejgh Hunt. 
Leigh Hunt. 
