Ready for Duty

Poem

by Anna B. Warner

Volume: 10 | Page: 131

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AFFY-DOWN-DILLY came up in the cold, Through the brown mould, Although the March breezes blew keen on her face, Although the white snow lay on many aplace. Daffy-Down-Dilly had heard under ground The sweet, rushing sound Of the streams, as they burst off their white winter chainsOf the whistling spring winds, and the pattering rains. "Now then," thought Daffy, deep down in her heart, "It's time I should start. " So she pushed her soft leaves through the hard frozen ground, Quite up to the surface and then she looked round. There was snow all about her, gray clouds over- head; The trees all looked dead: Thenhow do you think Daffy-Down-Dilly felt, When the sun would not shine, and the ice would not melt? Jun. Cl-10 131 5 THANATOPSIS "Cold weather," thought Daffy, still working away; "The earth's hard to-day; There's but a half-inch of my leaves to be seen, And two-thirds of that is more yellow than green. "I can't do much yet, but I'll do what I can; It's well I began; For unless I can manage to lift up my head, The people will think that Spring herself's dead." So little by little she brought her leaves out, All clustered about ; And then her bright flowers began to unfold, Till Daffy stood robed in her spring green and gold. Oh, Daffy-Down-Dilly, so brave and so true! I wish all were like you : So ready for duty in all sorts of weather, And showing forth courage and beauty together.

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