THE PURE WHITE BLOSSOM
It lay in the cold, dark earth
Till its blanket had melted away:
Then the sun shone bright,
And it said, "All right,
I'll just start growing to-day.—
Till its blanket had melted away:
Then the sun shone bright,
And it said, "All right,
I'll just start growing to-day.—
It grew up into the air,
Till its petals were plainly seen,
Then the sunbeams played truly,
And it said, "I will duly
Put forth my white flowers, that gleam."
Till its petals were plainly seen,
Then the sunbeams played truly,
And it said, "I will duly
Put forth my white flowers, that gleam."
It blossomed in early Spring-time,
Till its fragrance was scattered around:
Then, some one passed by,
The white flow'ret did spy,
Took it up from its home in the ground.
Till its fragrance was scattered around:
Then, some one passed by,
The white flow'ret did spy,
Took it up from its home in the ground.
Dear little, lovely, white blossom,
You lived not your life in vain;
For you carried joy,
To the heart of a boy,
Whose cross was but one of pain.
You lived not your life in vain;
For you carried joy,
To the heart of a boy,
Whose cross was but one of pain.
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