LITTLE ONES AT HOME. 65

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The birds were all singing ;
Mary chatted away,
And she felt as merry
And happy as they.

 

SPRING.
With March comes in the pleasant spring,
When little birds begin to sing ;

To build their nests, to hatch their brood,
With tender care provide them food.

SUMMER.
And summer comes with verdant June ;
The flowers then are in full bloom,
All nature smiles, the fields look gay ;
The weather’s fine to make the hay.
AUTUMN.
September comes: the golden corn,
By many busy hands is shorn ;
Autumn’s ripe fruits, an ample store,
Are gathered in for rich and poor.
WINTER.
Winter’s cold frost and northern blast—
This is the season that comes last:
The snow has come, the sleigh-bells ring,
And merry boys rejoice and sing.