LITTLE WHITE LILY.

Little white Lily
Droopeth with pain,
Waiting and waiting
For the wet rain.
Little white Lily
Holdeth her cup;
Rain is fast falling
And filling it up.

Little white Lily
Said, “ Good again —
When I am thirsty
To have fresh rain!
Now I am stronger ;
Now I am cool;

Heat cannot burn me,
My veins are so full.”

Little white Lily

Smells very sweet ;

On her head sunshine,
Rain at her feet.

“ Thanks to the sunshine,
Thanks to the rain!
Little white Lily

Is happy again!”

GeorGE MacDonatp.