50 VOICE OF FLOWERS. 



And very happy you must doubtless be, 



In their sweet promise, and your matron care. 



Gay, graceful Tulip, did you learn in France 

 Your taste for dress ? and how to hold your 



head 



So elegantly ? In the gale, yestreen, 

 That o er the parterre swept with sudden force, 

 I thought I saw you waltzing. Have a care, 

 And do not look disdainfully those 

 You call plebian flowers, because, my dear, 

 We live in a republic, where the strength 

 Comes from beneath, and many a change 



occurs 

 To lop the haughty, and to lift the low. 



Good neighbor Cowslip, I have seen the bee 

 Whispering to you, and have been told he 



stays 



Quite long and late, amid your golden cells. 

 It must be business that he comes upon, 

 Matter-of-fact, he never wastes an hour. 

 Know you, that he s a subtle financier ? 

 And shows some gain for every day he spends ? 

 Oh! learn from him the priceless worth of 



time, 



