A Stray Flower [pp. 368]

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A STRAY FLOWER.
WEET little runaway rover,
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Where have you wandered to-day?
Search in the wheat and the clover Look in the billowy hay!
Left all alone is your dolly;
Playmates are shouting your name;
Kitty is quite melancholy,
Towser is somewhat the same!
Say, are you watching the cricket?
Watching the clambering bee?
Though in the morning you pick it,
Never bud fairer than she!
Have you a nook nice and sunny,
Deep in the grass and the fern?
Telling a story so funny,
None but the grasshoppers learn?
Ah! here's the print of a slipper,
Leading down into the dell;
Know it, as well as a skipper,
Homeward-bound, harbor canr tell!
Peep! there you are, little gypsy,
There in the bloom, all alone!
Oh, the sweet kiss on your lip-see!
See! how I'll steal it, my own!
GEORGE COOpalaR.
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