February rolled around,
An early chance the Brownies found
To meet and talk about the way
The people toil from day to day,-
Some piling up whate'er they please
And turning it to gain with ease;
Some losing what they've saved for years
In spite of all their care and tears.
Said one: "Through all the rack and strife
That may be found in human life
From year to year, the truth to tell,
They hold to ancient customs well;
And in this month some moments find
To keep St. Valentine in mind."
A second spoke: "Ah! Cupid's arrow
The hardest heart can deeply harrow.
The miser, tyrant, soldier, king,
Have felt its power and its sting.
And after all 't is well indeed.
That men should Cupid's arrow heed,
For love's a gift that man alone
As poets sing, can call his own,
And shall not Brownies do their part
To praise the true and loving heart?
Brownies Sweetheart Dance?
An excerpt from "The Brownies In February"
Prose and Brownie illustrations by
Palmer Cox
(1840-1924)
Canadian illustrator and author
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