THE PALE LAUREL. 



KALMIA GLAUCA Ait. 



Now swells the forest, calm and wide, 



In rippling waves of deepest green, 

 And all the rugged mountain side 



Through billowy curves is seen; 

 The roadsides meet in ample shade, 



With showers of light and golden glooms, 

 And bubbling up the rocky ways 



The clustered Laurel blooms. 



Each chalice holds the infinite air, 



Each rounded cluster grows a sphere; 

 A twilight pale she grants us there, 



A rosier sunrise here; 

 She broods above the happy earth, 



She dwells upon the enchanted days, 

 A thousand voices hail her birth 



In chants of love and praise ! 



Elaine Goodale. 



THERE are three species of Laurel common in the United States, 

 the most showy being the Mountain Laurel, a conspicuous upland 

 shrub, growing from four to twenty feet high, and crowned in mid- 

 summer with splendid corymbs of rose-colored blossoms. From 



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