3 SONG OF THE WILD-ROSES Wild-roses come all bright and gay, Blushing red like dawn of day; Dancing come they, full of play, Hiding all their thorns away.
Wild-roses come all bright and gay, Blushing red like dawn of day, Dancing come they, full of play.
[Music] The Wild-roses dance about gaily; they circle the quiet little clumps of Violets that remain seated.

The Wild-roses frolic around the Caller, capering about in wild freedom but keeping their steps in exact time with their song.

Finally they pause in groups at the left.
After a moment, the Caller moves toward the rear of the open space and while there once again sings: Song No.

1 CALL TO THE FLOWERS [See page 42] At the close of the song the dancers who are to represent the Daisies give a trilling shout and appear from the rear of the open space, skipping; their leader holds the end of a long green rope, which is caught hold of by each dancer who follows, all singing: Song No.

4 SONG OF THE DAISIES Up from meadows free, Coming full of glee, Troop the Daisies white, Dancing in the light, All skipping blithe and gay.
Now we make a chain, Singing as we twine Then back into line-- Merry at play! [Music] As the Daisies skip in the open space, the dancers are widely separated as they hold on to the rope; at the words "Now we make a chain" the Violets, who had risen as the Daisies entered, move toward the string of dancers; the Wild-roses also come toward the chain and grasp the green rope.