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But yet, behold ! abrupt and loud, 
Comes down the glittering rain; 
The farewell of a passing cloud, 
The fringes of her train. 
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MHutieveupys wd Dnisies, 
Mary Howitt. 
UTTERCUPS and Daisies— 
Oh! the pretty flowers! 
Coming ere the Spring-time 
To tell of sunny hours. 
While the trees are leafless, 
While the fields are bare, 
Buttercups and Daisies 
Spring up here and there. 
Ere the snow-drop peepeth ; 
Ere the crocus bold; 
Ere the early primrose 
Opes its paly gold ; 
Somewhere on a sunny bank 
Buttercups are bright! 
Somewhere ’mong the frozen grass 
Peeps the Daisy white. 



Little hardy flowers 
Like to children poor 
Playing in their sturdy health 
By their mother’s door; 






