We are glad to see you here,
For you sing ‘Sweet Spring is near.’
Now the white snow melts away;
Now the flowers blossom gay:
Come dear bird and build your nest,
For we love our robin best.
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In a quiet, pleasant meadow,
Where green old trees their branches waved,And winds went singing by;Where a little brook went ripplingSo musically low,And passing clouds cast shadowsOn the waving grass below;Where low, sweet notes of brooding birdsStole out on the fragrant air,And golden sunlight shone undimmedOn all most fresh and fair;–There bloomed a lovely sisterhoodOf happy little flowers,Together in this…
We are sending you, dear flowers
Where your gentle sisters may not weepO’er the cold graves where you lie;But you go to bring them fadeless lifeIn the bright homes where they dwell,And you softly smile that’t is so,As we sadly sing farewell.O plead with gentle words for us,And whisper tenderlyOf generous love to that cold heart,And it will answer ye;And though…
‘For myself alone, I would not be
I would be trebled twenty times myself;A thousand times more fair,Ten thousand times more rich.’
Brighter shone the golden shadows;
The low, sweet tones of happy flowers,Singing little Violet’s name.‘Mong the green trees was it whispered,And the bright waves bore it onTo the lonely forest flowers,Where the glad news had not gone.Thus the Frost-King lost his kingdom,And his power to harm and blight.Violet conquered, and his cold heartWarmed with music, love, and light;And his fair…
‘Here’s a nut, there’s a nut;
In a hole, under leaves,To eat some winter day.Acorns sweet are plenty,We will have them all:Skip and scamper livelyTill the last ones fall.’
‘A little bird I am,
And in my cage I sit and singTo Him who placed me there:Well pleased a prisoner to be,Because, my God, it pleases Thee!‘Naught have I else to do;I sing the whole day long;And He whom most I love to pleaseDoth listen to my song,He caught and bound my wandering wing,But still He bends to hear…