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AUTUMN VOICES
I.

THE LITTLE MAID'S SONG

O happy, happy, shining day!
The time to dance and sing and play!
I wish I only knew
Why all the clouds have gone to sleep,
And lie, like flocks of lazy sheep,
Far up there on the blue.

The aster must be glad that nods
So cheery to the golden-rods,—
Wide open is its eye;
And happy is the scarlet vine,
That runs along the dark green pine,
As if to reach the sky.

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