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FORGET-:\IE-NOT {Myosotispalustris).—YoRGY.i:-^\Y.-^OT. 



" That name, it speaks in accents clear of love, and hope, and joy, 



and fear; 

 It softly tells an absent friend that links of love should never rend ; 

 Its whispers waft on swelling breeze, o'er hill and dale, by land and 



seas, Forget-me-not ! 



Gem of the rill ! we love to greet thy blossoms smiling at our feet. 

 We fancy to thy flow'ret given a semblance of the azure heaven ; 

 And deem thine eye of gold to be the star that gleams so brilliantly." 



The Myosotis is nowhere seen, perhaps, in greater beauty 

 and abundance than on the borders of a small stream in 

 the environs of Luxembourg. The country people call this 

 streamlet the Fairies' Bath, or the Cascade of the Enchanted 

 Oak ; these two names seem to have been given to it on 

 account of the beauty of its source, which it issues from 

 with a murmuring sound, at the foot of an oak tree as old as 

 the hills. Its waters bound along, at first, from cascade to 

 cascade, under a long covering of verdure, which they leave 

 only to flow gently through an extensive meadow. There 

 they seem to the delighted eye like a thread of silver. Part 

 of the bank is covered with a thick border of Myosotis, 

 whose pretty flowers are, in the month of July, of a bright 

 celestial blue. Then they bend down, as though they took 

 pleasure in admiring themselves in the crystal stream, the 

 purity of which cannot be surpassed. Ofttimes do the young 

 girls go down from the city, on holidays, to dance by the 

 side of the river. There, while weaving wreaths of the flower 



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