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/ I. Hotly burns the amaryllis / With its stars of red; / Whitely rise the stately lilies / From the lily bed; / Withered shrinks the wax May-apple / 'Neath its parasol; / Chilly dies the violet dapple / In its earthly hall.
/ II. March is but a blust'ring liar, / April a sad love, / May a milkmaid from the byre / Flirting in the grove. / June is rich in many blossoms, / She's the one I'll woo; / Health swells in her sunny bosoms, / She's my sweetheart true.