Poem by John Bannister 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!

1. Bicycles! Tricycles!
2. The Sun
3. An Insectarian
4. Cats
5. The Pleiads

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