League of American Wheelmen, Bassett's Scrap Book (1914)
“ And the earth will be the gladder for the dreary days agone. Then we'll catch the murmured words in the singing of the birds, When the earth has rolled to springtime—just a little farther on. Shut your eyes, and you may dream of the dandelion's gleam Where the careless hand of springtime has been spilling all its gold, While the meadow over night flings aside the wintry blight And its carpet smooth as velvet is by fairy hands unrolled. ”
