. Our young folks [serial]. ds crook in her sun-browned hands ;Little Bo-Peep in a gown of red,And a turban gay for her fair young head. Up the breezy slope by a winding wayShe has led her sheep at the dawn of day,And with downcast glance serenely sweetShe watches them gather about her feet. The breeze with her thorn-rent apron plays,The laurel pelts her with rosy sprays;And yellow-eyed daisies and harebells bluePart the soft grasses and nod to her through. Little Bo-Peep, in the vale belowYour cottage is bright in the sunrise glow;There are pastures green, there are waters still,Why have you

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. Our young folks [serial]. ds crook in her sun-browned hands ;Little Bo-Peep in a gown of red,And a turban gay for her fair young head. Up the breezy slope by a winding wayShe has led her sheep at the dawn of day,And with downcast glance serenely sweetShe watches them gather about her feet. The breeze with her thorn-rent apron plays,The laurel pelts her with rosy sprays;And yellow-eyed daisies and harebells bluePart the soft grasses and nod to her through. Little Bo-Peep, in the vale belowYour cottage is bright in the sunrise glow;There are pastures green, there are waters still,Why have you climbed this distant hill ? The mountain echoes her answer sing: The clearest stream has the highest spring;The grass is sweetest beside the rock,And the toilsome path makes the strongestflock ! Our last months puzzle symbolizes Dogberrys description of himself asA fellow that hath had follows another sentence from Shakespeare, also drawn by Mr. Day. This quotation is to belooked for in Macbeth, Act V., Scene

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