THE YEAR
The crocus, while the days are dark. Unfolds its safiron sheen; At April’s touch, the crudest bark Discovers gems of green. Then sleep the seasons, full of might: ' ' , While slowly swells the. pod And rpunds the peach, and in the night The mushroom bursts the,sod., The winter comes: the frozen rut Is bound with silver bars; The snow-drift heaps against the hut; And night is pierced with stars. —COVENTRY PATMORE. A Greedy Magpie (By George Shute) On a bird table at the teacher’s house scraps are put out for the birds. Many different kinds of birds come ,to feed at it. One is a magpie who after a big feed sits up in a tree, and as the other birds alight on the fable, it swoops down and chases them right round the house and up into the plantation. . The magpie is always eager to keep things for itself, and to chase other birds for the fun of it.
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Press, Volume LXXV, Issue 22883, 2 December 1939, Page 3 (Supplement)
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161THE YEAR Press, Volume LXXV, Issue 22883, 2 December 1939, Page 3 (Supplement)
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