Buttercup Gold and Other Stories
By
Ellen Robena Field
Buttercup Gold and
Other Stories use
nature as metaphors for life, death, growth, and change in order to teach
children about life in simple yet magical ways. The book was dedicated to
"the dear kindergarten children, and particularly to my little friend,
Alice Caro Wing."
Source: Field, E.R.
(1894). Buttercup Gold and Other Stories. Bangor, ME: Bangor
(Maine) Kindergarten Association, C. H. Glass.
“A CHILD OF SPRING”
I know a little maiden,
She is very fair and sweet,
As she trips among the grasses
That kiss her dainty feet;
Her arms are full of flowers,
The snow-drops, pure and white,
Timid blue-eyed violets,
And daffodillies bright.
She loves dear Mother Nature,
And wanders by her side;
She beckons to the birdlings
That flock from far and wide.
She wakes the baby brooklets,
Soft breezes hear her call;
She tells the little children
The sweetest tales of all.
Her brow is sometimes clouded,
And she sighs with gentle grace,
Till the sunbeams, daring lovers,
Kiss the teardrops from her face.
Well we know this dainty maiden,
For April is her name;
And we welcome her with gladness,
As the springtime comes again.
She is very fair and sweet,
As she trips among the grasses
That kiss her dainty feet;
Her arms are full of flowers,
The snow-drops, pure and white,
Timid blue-eyed violets,
And daffodillies bright.
She loves dear Mother Nature,
And wanders by her side;
She beckons to the birdlings
That flock from far and wide.
She wakes the baby brooklets,
Soft breezes hear her call;
She tells the little children
The sweetest tales of all.
Her brow is sometimes clouded,
And she sighs with gentle grace,
Till the sunbeams, daring lovers,
Kiss the teardrops from her face.
Well we know this dainty maiden,
For April is her name;
And we welcome her with gladness,
As the springtime comes again.
http://etc.usf.edu/lit2go/165/buttercup-gold-and-other-stories/2882/a-child-of-spring/
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