There's something more we need.

Then let us pray that God may add
His blessing to their toil;
Then our young minds and hearts will prove
A rich, productive soil.

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MAY-DAY.


All hail the bright, the rosy morn,
The first of blushing May,
While fragrant flowers the fields adorn.
And Nature smiles so gay.

Oh, what a joyous festival
To all the young and fair,
Who love to rove through verdant fields
And breathe the balmy air.

With rosy checks, and laughing eyes,
They hie to Nature's bowers,
While birds trill forth their sweetest lay,
To pluck the fairest flowers.