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THE MORNING WALK.

The sun is up, the air is clear, The flowers are blooming all around, The dew-drops glitter on the grass, And pretty daisies deck the ground.

How sweet it is to go abroad, And breathe this lovely morning air, So fragrant with perfume of flowers, While everything seems fresh and fair.

The busy insects flitting round, The warbling birds on every tree,