Poem by Louisa May Alcott

To the First Robin

Welcome, welcome, little stranger,
    Fear no harm, and fear no danger;
We are glad to see you here,
    For you sing, "Sweet Spring is near."

Now the white snow melts away;
    Now the flowers blossom gay:
Come, dear bird, and build your nest,
    For we love our robin best.

1. My Frost-King - Song I
2. Thoreau's Flute
3. For Myself Alone, I Would Not Be
4. 'Y' Are The Maiden Posies
5. He That Is Down Need Fear No Fall

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