
















ey Oh! Robin loves to prank him rare 
With fringe, and flounce, and all ; 
Till you'd take him for a lady fair 
Just going to a ball. 
its | Robin’s a roguish, merry lad ; 
| He Ramen in the breeze, 
) And looks up, with a greeting glad, 
. To the rustling hedge-row trees. 
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How civilly he ae ons in 
The busy Mrs. Bee ; 
And she tells her store of gossiping 
O’er his honey and his glee. 
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All joy—all mirth—no carking care, 
No worldly woe has he ; 
Alack! I wish my lot it were 
| To live as happily ! 
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TO AN EARLY BUD. 
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‘4 Sweet emblem of the ae Spring, all hail! 
: Thou herald of dark Winter’s sure decay, 


Whose icy storms no longer will prevail, 
But pass to cold and dreary climes away, 
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And gentle Springresumeher wonted swap ; 



