THE WHITE LILY. 17 



THE WHITE LILY. 



TO A YOUNG LADY. 



WITH its pure and stainless breast, 



See the graceful Lily rise, 

 Bearing on its snowy vest 



Pearly dew-drops from the skies. 



Emblem of the youthful mind 

 Fresh from Nature s pencil bright, 



And by Heaven s own smile refm d 

 For unfading realms of light. 



Fair One may thy life below, 

 Like that peaceful flow ret prove, 



And thy spirit s fragrance flow 

 O er the fervent heart of love. 



Of thyself forgetful still, 



All who dwell around thee bless, 

 Heedful of thy Maker s will, 



Beautiful in lowliness. 



Long may faithful Memory dwell 

 On thy virtues fond and true, 



And Affection s tablet tell 



Where the stainless Lily grew. 



