Michiganensian. [1900]

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PEAHEN the wealth of bud and blossom spends its sweetness on the
W breeze,
When the music of the waters weds the bird-song in the trees,
In the laughing days of springtime, when the river's running high,
And the sun is shining brightly from the blue, unclouded sky,
I wander by the Huron, where the waving willows' dip
Interrupts the low, sweet laughter of the water's liquid lip,
And all the world seems happy and suits my every wish,
When, alone beside the river, I can sit and dream and fish.
0, the castles I have builded by the river there alone,
Where nature's voices whispered the thoughts that were my own!
0, how many times my fish-pole dipped idly in the stream,
As Fancy's rose-lights gathered o'er some happy love-lit dream!
0, bright days! Thy simple sweetness shall be with me to the end.
Oft in memory I will wander back again to Cedar Bend,
With its bird-song and its sunshine, with the river's sweep and swish.
And again, as in Life's springtime, I will sit and dream and fish.
JOHN F. HASKETT.