. St. Nicholas [serial] . ?i SUMMER LIFE. BY MARGARET JANE RUSSELL, AGE 14. EVENING. BY MARGARET STEVENS (AGE II). The sunset glow lights up the darkening sky,While homeward swift the skimming swallows daylight fades, the sun sinks lower down,And radiant clouds the evenings beauty crown. The whippoorwill sends forth his mournful lay;Soft winds sing lullabies, now sad, now gay;The crickets chirp, the frogs croak loud and deep,While mothers sing their little ones to sleep. They start the dance, and trip it merrily For many hours beneath the willow-tree. A jolly cricket chirrups out the t
. St. Nicholas [serial] . ?i SUMMER LIFE. BY MARGARET JANE RUSSELL, AGE 14. EVENING. BY MARGARET STEVENS (AGE II). The sunset glow lights up the darkening sky,While homeward swift the skimming swallows daylight fades, the sun sinks lower down,And radiant clouds the evenings beauty crown. The whippoorwill sends forth his mournful lay;Soft winds sing lullabies, now sad, now gay;The crickets chirp, the frogs croak loud and deep,While mothers sing their little ones to sleep. They start the dance, and trip it merrily For many hours beneath the willow-tree. A jolly cricket chirrups out the tune, While with a smiling face looks down the moon. At last the dawn begins to light the stars grow pale, and bold cocks crow near last grand dance, then flee the fairies all,And disappear among the grasses tall. The village wakes, and robins joyous trill Is ringing near; two maids upon the hill See the elves ring well worn, and at the sight Cry, See! the fairies danced right here last night!.
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