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      This little Daisy we all love,

      Because it seems to say,

      “I’m come to tell good girls and boys,

      That Winter’s gone away.”

      There is another flower, too,

      I dearly love to see;

      The little Snowdrop, peeping through

      The frozen ground at me.

      This is a pretty Primrose,

      In shady lanes it grows;

      And early in the pleasant spring,

      In gardens too it blows.

      Here is a formal Daffodil,

      Though common, yet a favourite still;

      It seems such joyous news to bring,

      As harbinger of pleasant Spring.

      Oh, beauteous, little May-blossom,

      I am rejoiced that you are come,

      To smile upon us once again,

      After the winter’s snow and rain.

      How I do love the Violet!

      Of all the flow’rs it is my pet;

      How snug it hides its little head

      In the green leaves of its low bed.

      Lowly Lily of the Vale,

      To me you tell a useful tale: