“Crimson clover I discover
By the garden gate,
And the bees about her hover,
But the robins wait.
Sing, robins, sing,
Sing a roundelay,—
'Tis the latest flower of Spring
Coming with the May!”

—  Dora Read Goodale

Red Clover; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 122.

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