The tall trees in the greenwood, He gave us eyes to see them, Uncle John. THE VOICE OF SPRING. I am coming, I am coming!- Look around thee-look around, Mary Howitt. CHILD'S WELCOME TO SPRING. I'm very glad the spring is come, The sun shines out so bright; The young grass looks so fresh and green, I like to see the daisy and The buttercups once more, I like to see the butterfly Flutter her painted wing; And all things seem, just like myself, The fishes in the little brook As she mounts into the sky; And every thing's as busy and As happy as can be. There's not a cloud upon the sky, I jump, and scarce know what to do, God must be very good indeed, Who makes each pretty thing; I'm sure we ought to love Him much M. A. Stoddart. THE PARROT AND THE CROWS. A parrot, red and blue and green, One day the crows pulled up the wheat, The farmer brought his gun and shot- No more on high the parrot rose, "Bad company," the farmer said, As Poll was carried off to bed; "Had you not with the crows been found, You still had been all safe and sound." The farmer's children went to see Poll soon grew well and hopped about; You're so very little, And the tree's so tall- Look! he's flying safely, He thinks not of fear, For the little birdie Knows his mother's near. J. O. THE LITTLE BOY'S GOOD-NIGHT. The sun is hidden from our sight, Good-night, my father, mother, dear, Now kiss your little son; Good-night, my friends, both far and near; Good-night to every one. Good-night, ye merry, merry birds, Sleep well till morning light; Perhaps if you could sing in words, You would have sung "Good-night!" |