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THE LESSON
Her gown is as white as the light sea spray,
The pretty Pauline, on this summer day,
Like the rainbows that melt at the edge of the surf
The flower foam breaks on the emerald turf,
The pretty Pauline, on this summer day,
Like the rainbows that melt at the edge of the surf
The flower foam breaks on the emerald turf,
A sea of blossoms,—how sweet, how fair!
What tempered sunshine, what fragrant air!
Where the butterfly and the banded bee
And the singing birds float merrily,
What tempered sunshine, what fragrant air!
Where the butterfly and the banded bee
And the singing birds float merrily,
To learn her task she has brought her book,
But 'tis hard on the printed page to look,
And flowers, bees, butterflies, breeze and birds
Steal the meaning away from the weighty words.
But 'tis hard on the printed page to look,
And flowers, bees, butterflies, breeze and birds
Steal the meaning away from the weighty words.
Keep wise book lore for the time indoors
Where no sights arrest and no sound allures,
Let your soul listen, O sweet Pauline,
And learn what the golden hour may mean!
Where no sights arrest and no sound allures,
Let your soul listen, O sweet Pauline,
And learn what the golden hour may mean!
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