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DASDELIoSs Of the velvet lawn,


Golden breaches on the plaid Of May;
Living tints OF beauty We have drawn
From the noentide of some clou1ss' day
prolific sisterhsod are ye,


Blooming in the common paths we uead'
Giving lustre TO the grassy lea,


Growing on the green mounds OF the dead
Tulips nod on longer, fairer stems


Bue-bells swing more gracefully in air
Roses boast far richer diadems-


Gayer dress the .iewelled lao- wear.
Wherefore then so dear are ye 10 one
Finding sweet romance no more in life.
Struggling on beneath a clouded Sun,
Daily covered with the dust Of strife
Drinking gladness from the gentle rain.
Locking reprosch 10 yon concaye blue
Faded chaple,s ye recall again,


Wornby Maytime when my year. were few:
When pucked ye in my rural walks,
While the ground bird framed her nest and
Piping gaily on the hollow stalks, sung
Changing them 10 rnglet, with my tongue.


VII


When ye graced with yellow dots no more
Pastures old, through which loved to stray,
Filling globes of silver that yebor,
With breath used to blow away.
Emblems were they Of delusive schemes
Wildly shaped in boyhood by my brain,
Passing joys, and evancscsn, dreams sssrvss:ss:
- - Perishcd fncver TO revive again.
Some at res, beneath the turf Of spring,
Dear to me in those enchanted hours,
Back with looks they wore in life ye bring
Back with shouts, and laughter wild, ye


Flowers
May, 1912. W II. G. ii.