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SILVERWIG’S SIGHT

Now Silverwig’s really a very wise boy,

He kisses and strokes the carnations with joy,
And says he can hear all the fairy folks sing
At Puss-in-the-Corner or Kiss-in-the Ring.

 

They lurk in Sweet-Williams, they crouch in
’ the cloves,

They giggle in blooms looking strangely like
gloves ;

They bend behind pansies, scarce daring to
wink,

While He searches fuschia and violet and
pink.