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GOLD HUNTING, by                    
First Line: The miser hurries through the town
Last Line: Gather some before you're old!
Subject(s): April; Dandelions; Flowers; Gold; Harvest; Weeds


THE miser hurries through the town,
His head is bent, he wears a frown;
He hurries by through lane and street,
He would make more gold to-day,
Yet there is gold along the way
Growing at his very feet!

Dandelions round and gold—
All the dollars I can hold
Here are spread for me;
I shall pluck them—one, two, three!
Now I'm rich, what shall I buy?
Give me, Sir, a piece of sky
With the sunset shining through,
Gold or crimson, silver blue;
Give me, Sir, a bird that sings,
Pulsing throat and busy wings,
And the other summer things.
I shall buy a road that goes
To a land where no one knows,
And a long, long summer day,
Full of sunshine, birds, and play.

Miser, miser, here's God's gold,
Gather some before you're old!





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