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my of that strange alloy, The intermingling of grief and joy; So nearer Heaven the spirit, brought Bleeding, so sorely tried, Finds its diviner side. The Miracle of Spring. What touch is like the Spring's? By dainty fingerings Such rare delight to give, 'Tis luxury to live Amid florescent things. Through weary months of snow When Boreas swept low, How many an anxious hour We watched one little flower, And tried to make it grow; And thrilled with ecstasy When, half distrustfully, A timid bud appeared, A tender scion reared In window greenery. But lo! Spring's wealth of bloom And richness of perfume Comes as by miracle; Then why not possible Within a curtained room? Ah, no! that everywhere The earth is passing fair, And strange new life hath caught, Is but the marvel wrought By sunlight, rain, and air. Bermuda. O charming blossom of the sea Atlantic waters bosomed in! Abiding-place of gayety, Elysian bower of "Cora Linn," The sprightly, lively _debiteuse_ Recounting all she sees and does. Oh, how it makes the northern heart, With sluggish current half-congealed, In ecstasy and vigor start To read about this tropic field; The garden of luxuriousness, In winter wearing summer's dress. With gelid sap and frozen gum In maple trees and hackmatack, While waiting for the spring to come Of life's necessities we lack; And sip the nectar that we find In luscious fruit with golden rind. But down the street we dread to walk, For all the teachings of our youth Receive an agonizing shock; _Do_ tempting labels lie, forsooth? For "out of Florida," she says, "Come our Bermuda oranges." To speed the penitential prayer Our rosary we finger o'er, A yellow necklace rich and rare-- 'Twas purchased at the dollar store; But oh, it makes us sigh to see That land of amber _bijouterie_! Oh, ocean wave and flying sail Shall never waft us to its shore! But if some reckless cyclone gale Should drop Bermuda at our door, 'Twould warm our February sky And bring the time of roses nigh! The Charter Oak. I seem to see the old tree stand, Its sturdy, gian
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