ENTERED ACCORDING TO THE ACT OF CONGRESS IN THE YEAR 1896 BY COPELAND AND DAY, IN THE OFFICE OF THE LIBRARIAN OF CONGRESS AT WASHINGTON. TO MY DAUGHTER ELIZABETH DUNCAN SCOTT Robins and bobolinks bubbling and tinkling, Shore-larks alive there high in the blue, Level in the sunlight the rye-field twinkling, The wind parts the cloud and a star leaps through, Ferns at the spring-head curling cool and tender, Bloodroot in the tangle, violets by the larch, In the dusky evening the young moon slender, Glowing like a crocus in the dells of March; All a world of music, of laughter, and of lightness, Crushed to a diamond, rounded to a pearl, Moulded to a flower bell,—cannot match the brightness In t…
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