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FLOWER-GATHERING.
Two merry children in a meadow see,
With faces all aglow with Childhood's glee—
While finding fragrant flowrets here and there
To weave into a chaplet fresh and fair,
Till of the sweet wild flowers they gaily make
A guerdon to reward the pains they take.
With faces all aglow with Childhood's glee—
While finding fragrant flowrets here and there
To weave into a chaplet fresh and fair,
Till of the sweet wild flowers they gaily make
A guerdon to reward the pains they take.
So 'tis, methinks, amid Life's tedious toil,
And sordid strife and harassing turmoil;
As surely as we seek, we pleasures find,
Which bring kind Hope to cheer each mournful mind:
And our attempts to seize them oft repay
By showering blessings on our weary way.
And sordid strife and harassing turmoil;
As surely as we seek, we pleasures find,
Which bring kind Hope to cheer each mournful mind:
And our attempts to seize them oft repay
By showering blessings on our weary way.
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