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BLOSSOM-TIME.

Snow, snow, down from the apple trees, « Pink and white drifting of petals sweet ! Kiss her and crown her our Lady of Blossoming, There as she sits on the apple tree sweet t Has she not gathered the summer about her ? See how it lauuhs from her lips and her eyes ! Think you the sun there would shine on without her? Nay, 'tis her smile keeps the gray from the skies ! ITlreof the rose and snow of the jessamine. -Gold of the lily-dust hid in her hair ; Day holds his breath and Night comes up to look at her, leaving their strife for a vision so rare. Snow, snow, down from the apple trees, Pink and white drifting of petals sweet ! Kiss her, and crown her, and flutter a-down "her, And carpet the ground for her dear little feet.

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Te Aroha News, Volume IV, Issue 168, 4 September 1886, Page 1

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BLOSSOM-TIME. Te Aroha News, Volume IV, Issue 168, 4 September 1886, Page 1

BLOSSOM-TIME. Te Aroha News, Volume IV, Issue 168, 4 September 1886, Page 1