APRIL.
Reading edition
BY EMILY HUNTINGTON MILLER.
Frost in the meadow, fog on the hill; Bluebird and robin sing with a will. Up through the brown earth, spite of the cold, Comes Lady Crocus, in purple and gold. Shy little Snow-drop, dressed like a bride, Nodding and trembling, stands by her side. Daffadowndilly slips out of bed, With a buff turban crowning her head. Slim Mr. Jonquil comes on the run; "Pray, am I up in time for the fun?"