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Childhood's Pleasures.
'Twas a bright summer morn,
Dewy pearls lay
On the soft blossom'd thorn,
Fragrant and gay;
Sweetly the rose outspread,
And the blue violet's head
Dewy pearls lay
On the soft blossom'd thorn,
Fragrant and gay;
Sweetly the rose outspread,
And the blue violet's head
Gleam'd 'bove its grassy bed,
In the sun's ray.
Daisies, like stars of white,
Spangled the earth;
Streams, in the sunny light,
Danced as in mirth,
In the sun's ray.
Daisies, like stars of white,
Spangled the earth;
Streams, in the sunny light,
Danced as in mirth,
Brightly meandering,
As the bee's wand'ring wing
Paused where each scented thing,
Blooming, had birth.
The lark, from its lowly nest,
Springing on high,
As the bee's wand'ring wing
Paused where each scented thing,
Blooming, had birth.
The lark, from its lowly nest,
Springing on high,
Floated, with speckled breast,
'Neath the blue sky;
'Neath the blue sky;
