Roses From My Garden, By Gertrude Capen Whitney (Mrs. George Erastus Whitney)
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" King March then quickly cried, "We will pretend that I have died, [40 1 ilULUI 'nil "And man will shout with bugle blow, 'Le vol est inort,'' as out I go. Two weeks too soon soft breezes bring, O fair sweet harbinger of spring; "Then April first I '11 bluster down, And freeze and blow and rain and frown. A merry April fool 't will be, When weather mild men think to see, "To find the earth all white with snow, Where hyacinths are wont to blow. And find that April has a king, Purveyor of the je...sts of spring." Queen April gaily watched the scene, While thinking, "March, you're too serene; You love a jest so well, I see You 're going to play a joke on me. "On April first you '11 not appear, And then my kingdom, I much fear. Will be bereft, and altogether, Of every sort and kind of weather. "My rule I will protect with care; You shall not fool me, March, beware! " On April first the queen stole in Her rights to guard and way to win. w Ji4 '>! ^. '^nm ^•^^"^^^^ And found King March about to ply The very jest she thought he 'd try.
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