The sun from his soft bed of cloud
Came pale and timidly;
He knew if he let loose his rays
The mischief there would be;
He woke the sleeping world to life
With finger-tips of gold,
And up from meadow, wood and stream
The shimmering mists unrolled;
He lit the candles of the dawn
On every bush and tree;
The fairies on their homing wings
Looked back and laughed with glee,
"We've made a Fairyland for you,
O Mortals, wake and see."

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"It is also extremely likely that the Democrats have induced
a considerable number of former Centre voters in South Germany
to join them."--_Christian World_.

"Democrats" would seem to be the German equivalent of "Home Rulers."

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Extract from a recent novel:--

"She wore under it a white blouse of thin stuff, snowy white
... the big floppy sleeves gently bellowed in the slight