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FLOWER FABLES.
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Then, through the long, bright summer hours
Through sunshine and through shower,
Together in their happy home
Dwelt butterfly and flower.
"Ah, that is very lovely," cried the Elves, gathering round little Sunbeam as she ceased, to place a garland in her hair and praise her song.
"Now," said the Queen, "call hither Moonlight and Summer-Wind, for they have seen many pleasant things in their long wanderings, and will gladly tell us them."
"Most joyfully will we do our best, dear Queen," said the Elves, as they folded their wings beside her.
"Now, Summer-Wind," said Moonlight, "till your turn comes, do you sit here and fan me while I tell this tale of
