SONGS OF SEVEN.
"SEVEN TIMES ONE,”
By Jean Ingelow.
There’s no dew left on the daisies and clover, There’s no rain left in heaven; I’ve said ray “seven tinies’’ over and over Seven times on© are seven. I am old, so old, I can write a letter; My birthday lessons are done. The lambs play always, they know no better; They are only one times one. . 0 moon! in the night I have seen you sailAnd shining so round and low; You were bright! ah,-bright! but your light is failing— You are nothing now but a bow. You moon, have you done something wrong in heaven That God has hidden your face? 1 hope if you have you will scon be forgiven And shine again in your place. O velvet bee, you’re a dusty fellow, You’ve powdered your legs with gold! O brave marsh mary buds, rich and yellow, Give me your money to hold! O columbine, open your folded wrsuper two twin turtle-doves dwell! 0 cuckoopint. toll me the purple clapper That hangs in your clear green bell! And show me the nest with the young ones in it; I will not steal them away; 1 am old! you must trust me linnet, linnet— I am seven t imes one to-day!
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Otago Witness, Issue 3016, 3 January 1912, Page 77
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212SONGS OF SEVEN. Otago Witness, Issue 3016, 3 January 1912, Page 77
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