O VOICE OF FLOWERS. 



So where within my garden plat, 



I sow the choicest seed, 

 Amid my favorite shrubs I placed 



The plant from Runnimede. 

 And know not why it may not draw 



Sweet nutriment, the same 

 As when within that noble clime 



From whence our fathers came. 



Here s liberty enough for all, 



If they but use it well, 

 And Magna Charta s spirit lives 



In even the lowliest cell, 

 And the simplest daisy may unfold 



From scorn and danger freed, 

 So make yourself at home, my friend, 



My flower from Runnimede. 



