HE TOLD HIS LOVE IN FLOWERS. 



HE TOLD HIS LOVE IN 

 FLOWERS. 



I LL tell thee a story, friend, 



Here, under this shady tree ; 

 If thou It keep it close in thy faithful breast, 



I 11 whisper the whole to thee 



I had a lover once, 



In my early, sunny hours ; 

 A fair and fanciful youth was he, 



And he told his love in flowers. 



I remember its waking sigh ; 



We roam d in a verdant spot, 

 And he cull d for me a cluster bright 



Of the purple &quot; Forget me not.&quot; 



But I was a giddy girl, 



So I toss d it soon away, 

 Gathering the dandelion buds, 



And the wild-grape s gadding spray. 



