A new library of poetry and song: . -—?siajg. TO AN ORIOLE. How falls it, oriole, thou hast come to fly111 tropic spiciKio! throuL;]i our Xortlicrii sky? At some glad moment was it natures choiceTo dower a scrap of sunset with a voice ? Or did some oraiiqe tulip, flaked with black,In some forgotten garden, ages back, Yearning toward IleaN^en until its wish was unspeakably to be a bird ? Edgar Fawcett. KKAOMENTS. 4J5 Witli littl here to ilo or sco Of tilings th:it ill llie greut wnrlil be, Sweet daisy I oft I talk to tlieo. For thou art worthy,Tlioii iiiiiutsiiiiiiiir; Ioiiiiiioiip
A new library of poetry and song: . -—?siajg. TO AN ORIOLE. How falls it, oriole, thou hast come to fly111 tropic spiciKio! throuL;]i our Xortlicrii sky? At some glad moment was it natures choiceTo dower a scrap of sunset with a voice ? Or did some oraiiqe tulip, flaked with black,In some forgotten garden, ages back, Yearning toward IleaN^en until its wish was unspeakably to be a bird ? Edgar Fawcett. KKAOMENTS. 4J5 Witli littl here to ilo or sco Of tilings th:it ill llie greut wnrlil be, Sweet daisy I oft I talk to tlieo. For thou art worthy,Tlioii iiiiiutsiiiiiiiir; Ioiiiiiioiiplace• 11 iiiituri, with that iKiiiiely yet with sonitthiiig of a grace Which love makes for thuu ! TottiiDiUiy, WORDSWOHTII. Myiiaiis of (Inigies havefihono forth in (lowerNear the larks nest, ami in their natural hourHave \iasseil away ; lex-s ha|i|iy than the oneThai, l>y the unwilling iiloughshare, ilieil to proveThe tender chanii of poetry and love. PMtnj fompoittt in tht Summer 0/ \ii-i. WORDSWORTH. We meet thee, like a j
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