.... . .172 Night 173 Ebb-Tide 174 In Absence . . . . . . 175 WHEN THE BIRDS GO NORTH AGAIN Ob, every year hath its winter, And every year hath its rain — But a day is a/ways coming When the birds go North again. When new leaves swell in the forest, And grass springs...

...— And the birds go North again. Oh, every heart hath its sorrow, And every heart hath its pain — But a day is always coming When the birds go North again. ' Tis the sweetest thing to remember If courage be on the wane, When the cold dark days are over —...

...imagery." and fire. OREGON NATIVE SON. WHEN THE BIRDS GO NORTH AGAIN. WE TWO IN ARCADIE. Oh, every year hath its winter. And every year hath its rain; But a day is always coining When the birds go north again. When new leaves swell in the forest. And grass springs green...

...— And the birds go North again. Oh, every heart hath its sorrow, And every heart hath its pain — But a day is always coming When the birds go North again. Tis the sweetest thing to remember If courage be on the wane, When the cold dark days are over —...

...crimson, And the birds go north again. Oh, every heart hath its sorrow, And every heart hath its pain: But a day is always coming When the birds go north again. Tis the sweetest thing to remember, If courage be on the wane, When the cold, dark days are over —...

...crimson, And the birds go North again. Oh, every heart hath its sorrow, And every heart hath its pain, But a day is always coming When the birds go North again." * # * * The poems of this volume are the direct expression of obvious things. Among them is nothing...

...Dear God, wilt thou not set a lamp Low in the west for me? WHEN THE BIRDS GO NORTH AGAIN. Oh, every year hath its winter, And every year hath its rain...day is always coming When the birds go north again. h When new leaves swell in the forest, And grass springs green on the plain, And the alder's veins...

...can have sunshine indoors when there's none outdoors by remembering the good times coming: Oh, every year hath its winter, And every year hath its rain, But a day is always coming When the birds come north again. When new leaves swell in the forest, And grass springs green on the plain, And the...

...— And the birds go North again. Oh, every heart hath its sorrow, And every heart hath its pain — But a day is always coming When the birds go North again. 'Tis the sweetest thing to remember If courage be on the wane, When the cold, dark days are over —...

...Close by the jolly fire I sit To warm my frozen hones a bit. — Robert Louis Stevenson " Oh, every year hath its winter, And every year hath its rain...day is always coming When the birds go North again." 120 ' 6 1? £, CORNELL Rural School Leaflet [FOR THE TEACHER] Published monthly by the New York State...