Poems (Merrill)/All's Well That Endeth Well
ALL'S WELL THAT ENDETH WELL
The robins and the blue-birds sing In tones so sweet and clear; "Cheer up dear, Annie dear, 'tis spring And Summer time is near."
The crocus soon will wake from sleep And lift its dainty head; The trailing arbutus will peep Out from its leafy bed.
Dame Nature soon will deck the hills And vales in verdant clothes; While 'neath the oak the brooklet trills Where blooms the blushing rose.
Fair daisy sweet and buttercup The breeze will softly kiss; Then do not pine, dear friend, cheer up And share with them their bliss.
Let not your heart be troubled dear, The birds this message tell,—Ye faint at heart, be of good cheer, "All's well that endeth well."