WASHINGTON'S BIRTHDAY.
Reading edition
BY MARGARET E. SANGSTER.
To be glad that some one we love was born, And began his life on a certain day, In the time of the sun and the tasselled corn, In the time of the blossom, the time of May, Or perhaps, when the feathery snow-flake flies, And the world lies white under winter skies. All that is nothing, 'tis one we know, One who is with us in our class, School days and home days, to and fro, We smile and chat, and we meet and pass; But here is our chief! Our hero! One Who lived and died, and was done with earth Long before our time! Washington, And we keep with gladness his day of birth! The cannons rock, and the banners wave, The soldiers march, and the proud drums roll, For knightly and gallant, true and brave, Fame wrote his name on her faceless scroll, Never to wane, that stately fame Forever dear to a grateful State, From age to age that immortal name Shall a joyful people celebrate.