Kingsbury County independent. (DeSmet, Kingsbury County, S.D.) 1894-1929, 1904-06-24

Most osepIy reel thy paASS, fGLhoLSe
Fear, for their scourge, mean Villains
rhou are the t~orturer of the brave!
Scott: 'Marmoan."
Behind a frownlng providence
He hides a smiling face.
For one swallow does not make spring
nor yet one fine day.-Aristotle.
If there comes a little thaw,
Still the air is chill and raw,
Here and there a patch of snow,
Dirtier han the ground below.
DsibDies down a marshy food;
Ankle-deep you stick in mud
In the meadows while you sing,
&C. p. Cranch.
For science is, like virtue, its W eN-
eedtng lreat reward--Charles Kingsley.
And there's a lust in man no charm can
OF loudly publishing u neighbours shame;
On eagles wings immortal scandals fly,
While yirtuous actions are but born to die.
-JuVenal Satires.
Here's a sigh TO those who love me,
And a smile to those who hate;
And whatever sky's above me,
Here's a heart for every Fate.
Byron to Thomas Moore.
In the spring a liyelier iris changes on the
FURNISHED dove;
IN the spring a young mans fancy lightly
turns TO thoughts OF love.
-Tennyson, "Locksley Hail."
When daisies pied, and violets blue,
And lady-sInockS all silyer-White
And cu~ckoo-buds of yellow hue
DO paint the meadow with delight.
Loves Labor Lost"
1t is the season now to go
About the country high and low,
Among the lilacs hand in hand,
And two by two in fairyland,
Robert Louis Stevenson.
The holy spirit of the spring
Is working silently.
George Macdonald.
Tn boyhood Of the year-Tennyson.
Oh, the lovely ickleness Of an April
day!-W. H.. Gibson,
Every tear is answered by a blossom
Every sigh with songs and laughter
AppIe-blooms upon the breezes toss them,
April knows her own and is content.
Susan Coolidge.
Now the noisy winds are still;
Aprils coming up the hill
All the spring Is in her train.
Led by shining ranks of rain;
TIT, pat, palleF, palIef,
sudden sun and ]clatter patter.
All things ready with a will,
Aprils coming up the hill!
Mary Mapes Dodge
The children with the streamlets sing.
When April stops at last her weeping:
And every happy growing thing
Laughs like a babe just roused from
sleeping.
Lucy Larcom.
Christ the Lord is risen today"
Sons Of men and angels say.
Raise your joys and triumphs high
Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply.
Charles Wesley.
springs bursts today,
For Christ Is risen and all the earth's at
play.
Christina G. Rossetti.
I think Of the garden after the rain;
And hope to my heart comes singing,
AT morn the cherry-blossoms will be
white,
nj the Easter bells be rinqfnRt,
Edna Dean Proctor.
o risen Christ! @ Easter flower!
How dear thy grace has grown!
From East to West. with loving power,
Make all the world thine own.
Phillips Brooks.
Twas Easter Sunday. The fuu-blos-
Filled ali the air with fragrance and with
10y.
~-Longfeilow.
Example is the school or mankind, and
they win learn at no other.-Burke.
Then cease, bright nymph, to mourn thy
Which adds new glory to the shining
sphere;
Not all the tresses that fair head can
boast
Shall draw such envy as the lock you lost.
For after all the murders of your eye.
When, after millions slain. yourself shall
die;
When those fair suns shall set. as set
And ali those tresses shall be laid in dust.
This Lock the Muse shall consecrate to
And midst the stars lnscribe BeIindas
Pope, Rape OF the Lock"
Then horn for horn ihes stretch and
Den tax the hindmost on they drive.
Love lent me wings; my path was like a
A lamp unto my feet, that sun was
And death was safety and great JOY to
ma,
But dying now. 1 shall not climb to
heaven
Michael Angelo.
Heav'n but the vision OF fulhlrd desire.
And he'll the shadow from a soul on ere.
Omar Khayyam.
Nor love. nor honor, wealth nor pow'r,
Can give the heart a cheerful hour
When health i LOST. BE timely wise:
With health all taste of pleasure flies.
Cay.
Why doth one mans yawning an
other yawn?-Burton.
No eye % watch n no tongue to wound
AZ ssrth Forget. and III heaven around US.
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