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John B. Tabb

Fern Song

Dance to the beat of the rain, little Fern,

And spread out your palms again,

And say, "Tho' the sun

Hath my vesture spun,

He had laboured, alas, in vain,

But for the shade

That the Cloud hath made,

And the gift of the Dew and the Rain,"

Then laugh and upturn

All your fronds, little Fern,

And rejoice in the beat of the rain!