FORGET-ME-NOT 201 



Every path and every plot, 



Every bush of roses, 

 Every blue forget-me-not 



Where the dew reposes, 



" Up ! " they cry, " the day is come 



On the smiling valleys : 

 We have beat the morning drum ; 



Playmate, join your allies ! " 



ROBERT Louis STEVENSON. 



FORGET-ME-NOT 



(Myosotis) 



WHEN to the flowers so beautiful 



The Father gave a name, 

 Back came a little blue-eyed one 



(All timidly it came) ; 

 And standing at its Father's feet 



And gazing in His face, 

 It said, in low and trembling tones, 



With sweet and gentle grace, 

 " Dear God, the name Thou gavest me, 



Alas ! I have forgot." 

 Kindly the Father looked Him down 



And said, "Forget-me-not." 



ANONYMOUS. 



