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FLOWER FANCIES
The Puritan Spring Beauties stood freshly clad for church; / A Thrush, white-breasted, o'er them sat singing on his perch. / "Happy be! for fair are ye! " the gentle singer told them, / But presently a buff-coat Bee came booming up to scold them. / "Vanity, oh, vanity! / Young maids, beware of vanity! " / Grumbled out the buff-coat Bee, / Half parson-like, half soldierly.
The sweet-faced maidens trembled, with pretty, pinky blushes, / Convinced that it was wicked to listen to the Thrushes; / And when, that shady afternoon, I chanced that way to pass, / They hung their little bonnets down and looked into the grass. / All because the buff-coat Bee / Lectured them so solemnly: -- / "Vanity, oh, vanity! / Young maids, beware of vanity! "