38 INTEODUCTION TO CONCHOLOGY. 



Oh, tlie flowers that look up from this smitten earth. 



As with hope, to the reahns of air, 

 Though of showers and sun-beams the beautiful birth,. 



Take a hue from our deep cast of care. 



But those gifts of the tossing main 

 From the hues of our fortune are free ; 



No thought of the past with its sadness may stain 

 Those gifts of the deep, deep sea. 



