TRANSACTIONS OF THE SOCIETY. 



When roses bright, in Sumtner light. 



Their perfumed sweets are throwing, 

 I'll then be seen the Floral Queen, 

 My bounteous gifts bestowing. 

 Chorus. — No longer roam, &c. 



E'en Autumn gray its hand shall stay. 



When near my home delaying ; 

 And this shall be my own decree, 



'Mid Nature's bloom decaying. 

 Chorus. — No longer roam, &c. 



Though Winter storms, in threatening forms, 



Around my hall are ringing. 

 Each genial ray, that lights the day, 

 Shall grace the flowers I'm bringing. 

 Chorus. — No longer roam. &c. 



ORIGINAL HYMN. By Rev. William Croswelt^ 



[Written expressly lor this occasion. 1 



Thou ! who hast taught us how to prize 



The truths, which Nature's fragrant maze. 

 In glories of unnumbered dyes. 



To our enraptured sense conveys, — 

 Be with us in this festal hour, 



And, while the clouds of incense swim 

 In homage from each chaliced flower, 



Accept, with these, our grateful hymn I 



Amid the city's stunning din. 



Thy mute, but radiant power, we bless, 

 That, through its dusty depths, pours in 



Such gleams of vernal loveliness : 

 That here thy odorous blooms impart. 



Above all art or man's device, 

 A spell to soothe pale Labor's heart, 



As with the airs of Paradise. 



Nor let the influence rest, till all 



The dear delights in Eden nurst. 

 Recovered from their primal fall. 



Like these, shine brightly as at first : 

 Till man himself, redeemed from stain, 



His heaven-taught work in Christ complete, 

 And, through One Greater Man, regain 



An entrance to the blissful seat. 



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