A sudden flush upon the cheek, The teardrop quick to start; A hope too delicate to speak, And heaven within the heart.

SUMMER

A riotous dawn and the sea’s great wonder; The red, red heart of a rose uncurled; And beauty tearing her veil asunder, In sight of a swooning world.

A call of the soul, and the senses blended; The Springtime lost in the glow of the sun, And two lives rushing, as God intended, To meet and mingle as one.

p. 106AUTUMN

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The world is out in gala dress; And yet it is not gay. Its splendour hides a loneliness For something gone away.

(Laughter and music on the air; A shower of rice and bloom. Smiles for the fond departing pair—  And then the empty room.)

WINTER

Two trees swayed in the winter wind; and dreamed The snowflakes falling about them were bees Singing among the leaves. And they were glad, Knowing the dream would soon come true.

Beside the hearth an aged couple rocked, And dozed; and dreamed the friends long passed from sight Were with them once again. They woke and smiled, Knowing the dream would soon come true.

p. 107A NAUGHTY LITTLE COMET

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There was once a little comet who lived near the Milky Way! She loved to wander out at night and jump about and play. The mother of the comet was a very good old star— She used to scold her reckless child for venturing out too far; She told her of the ogre, Sun, who loved on stars to sup, And who asked no better pastimes than gobbling comets up.

But instead of growing cautious and of showing proper fear, The foolish little comet edged up near, and near, and near. She switched her saucy tail along right where the Sun could see, p. 108And flirted with old Mars and was bold as bold could be. She laughed to scorn the quiet stars, who never frisked about; She said there was no fun in life unless you ventured out.

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She liked to make the planets stare, and wished no better mirth Than just to see the telescopes aimed at her from the Earth. She wondered how so many stars 

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