Agricultural And Domestic

uuuii ouiuiiiiT ureames oor uiuuiuig iuuvöm, And woos the flowers to life and light, And grassy legione throng the roads, And linneta sing from niorn till uight, Kach jocund month revéale to mo New beautieB in the Cherry tree. Quaiat rings, and mosR, and snowy flakes, And arms áglow wlth crimson genis ; 1 almost decm it has a soul Th at trembles through its tlainty sterns ; For oft it sbakes as iL with glee, That gnarlul and cSbaKstic trer. There'a not a robín, blithe and brown, Or lark tliat wings the upper air, But knowBitZbonghs as wcll as I, And singf? lus quaintest carol there. 1 ween they've spread o'er land and se$ The glory of the Cherry tree. Wcll knmvfl tho plowboy, tireless elf, The branches whore the jewels cling, And ere he milks the drcaniy hord Üe eoars and bauquets Üke a king. To boy and birdalike 'Ur f ree, Under that oíd, familiar tree. WhenPhcpbus einks bcneath the wave, And lillies hang their saintly heads, While roses weep beside the gate, And robine sleep in lofty bedö, The lover bendp wit)) rever eiit kneo Under that old, fanjiliar tree. No fervid vows that friendehip pours, Boneath his green and sheltciing cope, When moonlight tips bis happMeavCB, Are ever marrod or madly broke Oh, nevcr faithless tryst coxild be Under the ataunch old Cherry tree. When autuinn comes, with haggard eyea, And rebel winds assail hiB crowu, And all bis kingly breast is bare, And leaves like tears como trembling dwn, still fancy's pensivo eye doth see A martyr in the Cherry tree.