THE STARS AND THE VIOLETS.
When the sky was first made and suspended
From the far and invisible bars,
It enveloped the world, and God fashioned
Small windows, and these are the stars.
And the bits of the sky, through the evening,
Fluttered down to the sod and the dew,
And behold! in the morn they had blossomed,
And these are the violets blue.