Songs of the Sea Children

by Bliss Carman


 

XCII


 

There's not a little boat, sweetheart,
That dances on the tide,—
There's not a nodding daisy-head
In all the meadows wide,— 

In all the warm green orchards,

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Where bright birds sing and stray,
There's not a whistling oriole 
So glad as I this day.