To go to work in earnest,
And learn the thing at once?

--_Phoebe Cory._

THE DAY'S EYE.

What does the daisy see
In the breezy meadows tossing?
It sees the wide blue fields o'er head
And the little cloud flocks crossing.

What does the daisy see
Round the sunny meadows glancing?
It sees the butterflies' chase
And the filmy gnats at their dancing.

What does the daisy see
Down in the grassy thickets?
The grasshoppers green and brown,
And the shining, coal-black crickets.

It sees the bobolink's nest,
That no one else can discover,
And the brooding mother-bird
With the floating grass above her.

--_Anon._

THE NIGHT WIND.

Have you ever heard the wind go "Yoooooo"?
'Tis a pitiful sound to hear;
It seems to chill you through and through
With a strange and speechless fear.
'Tis the voice of the wind that broods outside
When folks should be asleep,
And many and many's the time I've cried
To the darkness brooding far and wide
Over the land and the deep:
"Whom do you want, O lonely night,
That you wail the long hours through?"
And the night would say in its ghostly way:
"Yoooooo! Yoooooooooo! Yoooooooooo!"

My mother told me long ago
When I was a little lad
That when the night went wailing so,
Somebody had been bad;
And then when I was snug in bed,
Whither I had been sent,
With the blankets pulled up round my head,
I'd think of what my mother said,
And wonder what boy she meant.
And, "Who's been bad to-day?" I'd ask
Of the wind that hoarsely blew,
And the voice would say in its meaningful way:
"Yoooooo! Yoooooooooo! Yoooooooooo!"

That this was true, I must allow--
You'll not believe it though,
Yes, though I'm quite a model now,
I was not always so.
And if you doubt what things I say,
Suppose you make the test;
Suppose that when you've been bad some day,
And up to bed you're sent away
From mother and the rest--
Suppose you ask, "Who has been bad?"
And then you'll hear what's true;
For the wind will moan in its ruefulest tone:
"Yoooooo! Yoooooooooo! Yoooooooooo!"

--_Eugene Field._

THE BLUE BIRD'S SONG.

Little white snowdrop, I pray you arise:
Bright yellow