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THE DANDELIONS
Helen Gray Cone [1859-1934]
Upon a showery night and still,
Without a sound of
warning,
A trooper band surprised the hill,
And held it in the morning.
We were not waked by bugle-notes,
No cheer our dreams invaded,
And yet,
at dawn, their yellow coats
On the green slopes paraded.
We careless folk the deed forgot;
Till one day, idly walking,
We marked
upon the self-same spot
A crowd of veterans talking.
They shook their trembling heads and gray
With pride and noiseless
laughter;
When, well-a-day! they blew away,
And ne'er were heard of
after!
From: Stevenson, Burton Egbert.
The Home Book of Verse.
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This collection assembled by Jone Johnson Lewis.
Collection © 1999-2002 Jone Johnson Lewis.
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