PLANTING FLOWERS. ETC. 



PLANTING FLOWERS ON THE 

 GRAVE OF PARENTS. 



I VE set the flow rets where ye sleep, 



Father and mother dear ; 

 Their roots are in the mould so deep, 



Their bosoms hide a tear ; 

 The chrystal of the dewy morn 



Their trembling casket fills, 

 Mixed with that tear-drop from the heart, 



Which filial love distils. 



Above thy pillow, mother dear, 



I ve placed thy favorite flower 

 The bright-eyed purple violet, 



That deck d thy summer bower; 

 The fragrant chamoinile, that spreads 



Its leaflets fresh and green, 

 And richly broiders every niche 



The velvet turf between. 



