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ARBOR DA V MANUAL. 
SPRING AND SUMMER. 
S PRING is growing up, 
Is it not a pity ? 
She was such a little thing, 
And so very pretty. 
Summer is extremely grand, 
We must pay her duty; 
But it is to little Spring 
That she owes her beauty ! 
From the glowing sky 
Summer shines above us; 
Spring was such a little dear, 
But will Summer love us? 
She is very beautiful, 
With her grown up blisses. 
Summer we must bow before; 
Spring we coax with kisses ! 
Spring is growing up, 
Leaving us so lonely; 
In the place of little Spring 
We have Summer only ! 
Summer with her lofty airs, 
And her stately paces ; 
In the place qf little Spring, 
With her childish graces. 
ALL YELLOW. 
A DANDELION sprang on the lawn, 
All gayly dressed in yellow; 
He nodded in the springing grass, 
A jolly little fellow. 
A yellow bird flew from the tree; 
He, too, was dressed in yellow, 
“ The saucy thing to steal my coat ! 
The thief, the wicked fellow ! ” 
A golden sunbeam came that way, 
And eyes each little fellow; 
“ Dear me when one the fashion leads, 
How common grows my yellow.” 
