Life, 1896-04-02 · page 15 of 32
Life — April 2, 1896 — page 15: what you’re looking at
A restored page from Life, 1896-04-02. Page through the whole issue in the reader above.
📄 Transcribed text from this page (OCR, searchable)
Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.
HE buds that bloom on Easter Day Are fairer far, I trow, Than those that grace the days of May When gentler zephyrs blow. The lily nodding in the breeze Can by no circumstance, In raiment, be compared with these Conservatory plants. They toiled not, neither did they spin, But thirty days they spent In idleness repenting sin— The slow fast-time of Lent. Lent’s last ten suns looked down on more Than penitence and gloom; It saw corollas forming for The buds to burst in bloom. Ah! fairer than the blooms of May, When gentle zephyrs blow, Are buds that bloom on Easter Day And go to church, I trow! Wood Levette Wilson,