Maxioms by Mary Mapes Dodge
Now the noisy winds are still;
April's coming up the hill!
All the spring is in her read more
Now the noisy winds are still;
April's coming up the hill!
All the spring is in her train,
Led by shining ranks of rain;
Pit, pat, patter, clatter,
Sudden sun and clatter patter!
. . . .
All things ready with a will,
April's coming up the hill!
What a dreadful thing it must be to have a dull father.
What a dreadful thing it must be to have a dull father.
She waits for me, my lady Earth,
Smiles and waits and sighs;
I'll say her nay, and read more
She waits for me, my lady Earth,
Smiles and waits and sighs;
I'll say her nay, and hide away,
Then take her by surprise.
