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NEW ENGLAND FARMER 



JUKE 5, 1833. 



MISCELLANY. 



HYMN TO THE FtOWERS. 



BY HORACE SMITH. 



DiT-sTARs! that ope your eyes with man, lo Iwinkic 



Prom rainbow galaxies of earth's creation, 

 And dew drops on her lioly altars sprinkle 

 As a libation. 



Yc matin \vorsliippers '. who bending- lowly 

 Before tlie uprisen sun, God's lidless eye 

 Throw from your chalices a sweet and holy 

 Incense on high. 



Ye bright Mosaics ! that with storied beauty, 



The floor of nature's temple tessalate, 

 With numerous emblems of insU-uctive duly 

 Your forms create ! 



'Neath cloistered boughs, each florafbell thai swingeth, 



And tolls its perfume on the passing air. 

 Makes Sabbath in the fields, and ever riugeth 

 A call to prayer. 



Not to tlie domes where crumbling arch and column 



Attest the feebleness of mortal hand, 



But to that fane most Catholic and solemiij 



Which God tialh plaii'd. 



To that cathedral, boundless as our wonder, 



Whose quenchless lamps the sun and moon supply ; 

 Its choir the wind? and waves — its organ thimder.— 

 Ity dome the sky. 



There as in solitude anil sliade I wander. 



Through the green aisles, or stretch'd upon the sod. 

 Awed by the silence, reverently ponder 

 The ways of God. 



Your voiceless lips, O flowers ! are living preachers, 



Each cup a pulpit, each leaf a book. 

 Supplying to my fancy numerous teachers 

 From loneliest nook. 



Floral apostles ! that in dewy splendor, 



" Weep without wo, and blush without a crime," 

 O may I deeply learn and ne'er surrender 

 Your lore sublime ! 



" Thou wert not, Solomon ! in all thy glory, 



Arrayed," the lilies cry — " In robes like ours ; 

 How vain your grandeur ! ah, how transitory, 

 Are human flowers !" 



In the sweet scented pictures, heavenly Artist ! 



With which thou painlesl nature's wide spread hall. 

 What a delightful lesson thou impartest 

 Of love lo all ! 



riot useless are ye, flowers ! though made for pleasure. 



Blooming o'er field and wave by day and night. 

 From every source your sanction bids me treasure 

 Harmless delight. 



Ephemeral sages ! what instructors hoary 



For such a world of thought could furnish scope t 

 Each fading calyx a memailo mori, 

 Yet fount of hope. 



Poslliumous glories ! angel-like collection '. 



Upraised from seed or bulb interred in earth, 

 Yf> are to me a type of resurrection, 

 And second birth. 



Were I, O God ! in churchless lands remaining. 



Far from all voice of teachers and divines, 

 My soul would find in flowers of thy ordaming, 

 Priests, sermons, shrines ! 



A VERT tall geinleman asked a smart servant, 

 ' how far is it from here to yonder ?' About 

 three lengths of a fool,' said he ; ' suppose you 

 measure it !' 



' AD\^CE TO A LOVER.' 



I>-DU3TBY. By industry, I do not mean mere- 

 ly labor or activity of body, for purposes of gain 

 or saving ; there may be industry among those 

 who have more than they know what to do with ; 

 and there is no condition of life, in vvliich industry 

 in the wife, is not netessary to the prosperity and 

 happiness of the family, at the head of the house- 

 holil aliairs of which she is placed. If she be 

 lazy, there will be lazy servants, and which is a 

 rent deal worse, children habitually lazy : every 

 thing however necessary to be done, will be jjutofl' 

 to the last moment — then it will be done badly; in 

 many cases, not at all ; the dinner will be too laic, 

 the journey or the visit will be tardy; inconveniences 

 of all sort will be continually arising; there will 

 always be a heavy arrear of things unperformed ; 

 aud this even among the most wealthy, is a great 

 curse — for even if they have no business imposed 

 upon them by necessity, they make buisncss for 

 tlicmselves; life would be insupportable without it; 

 and therefore a lazy woman, b3 her station what it 

 may, must always be a curse. 



lint who is to tell, whether a girl will make an 

 industrious woman.' How is the purblind lover 

 especially, to be able to ascertain, whether she 

 whose smiles and dimples, and bewitching lips have 

 half, bereft him of his senses: how is he to 

 be able to judge from any thing that he can see, 

 whether the beloved object will be industrious or 

 lazy ? Why it is very difficult ; it is a matter that 

 reason has very little to do with ; but there ari 

 nevertheless certain outward and visible signs, 

 from which a man not wholly deprived of his rea- 

 son, may form a pretty accurate judgment as to 

 this matter. It was a story in Philadelphia, 

 some years ago, that a young man, who was court 

 lu of three sisters, happened to be on a visit 

 to her, wlien all three were present, and when one 

 said to the others " I wonder where our needle is ?" 

 Upon which he withdrew, as soon as was consis 

 tent with the rules of politeness, resolved never to 

 think more of a girl who possessed a needle only 

 in paitucrship, and who, it appeared, was not too 

 well informed, as to the place where even that 

 share was deposited. 



This was, to be sure, a very flagrant instance 

 of a want of industry ; for, if the third part ol 

 the use of a needle, satisfied her when siugle, it 

 was reasonable to anticipate that marriage would 

 banish that useful instrument altogether. But 

 such instances are seldom suffered to coine iu con- 

 tact with the eyes and ears of the lover, to dis- 

 guise all defects from whom is the great business, 

 not only of the girl herself, but of the whole 

 family. There are, however, certain outward 

 signs, which if attended to with care, will serve 

 as pretty stu'e guides. And first, if you find the 

 tongue lazy, you may be pretty certain that the 

 hands and the feet are the satne. By laziness of 

 the tongue, I do not mean in silence, I do nut 

 mean an absence of talk, for that "is, in most casis, 

 very good ; but I mean a slow and soft utter- 

 ance ; a sort of sighing out the words, instead of 

 speaking them ; a sort of letting the sounds fall 

 out as if they were balancing on the tongue. Tiie 

 pronunciation of an industrious person is general- 

 ly tpiick, distinct, and the voice, if not strong, 

 firm at least. Not masculine, as feminine as pos- 

 sible ; not a croak nor a bawl, but a quick, dis- 

 tinct, and sound voice, lu tliis world nothing 

 is more disagreeable than a female's underjaw, 

 lazily moving up and down, and telling a long 



string of half articulate sounds. It is impossible 

 for any man who has any spirit in him, to love 

 such a woman for any length of time. 



Look a little also, at the labors of the teeth, for 

 these correspond with those of the other members 

 of the body, and with the operations of the mind. 

 But fashion comes in here and decides that you 

 shall not be quick at meals — but though she must 

 sit as long as the rest, and though she must join 

 in tlic performance (for it is a real performance) 

 unto the end of the last scene, she cannot make 

 her troth abaiulon their charactei-. She may and 

 must suffer the slice to linger on the plate, in 

 order to fill ii]) the time ; tut when she docs bite, 

 she cannot well disguise what nature lias taught 

 her to do ; and you may be assured that if her 

 jaws move in slow time, and if she rather squeeze 

 than bite the food, set her down, as being in her 

 very nature, incorrigibly lazy. Never mind the 

 pieces of needle work, the tamboring and maps of 

 the world, made by her needle. Get to see her 

 at work upon bread and meat, and if she deal 

 quickly with these, you have a pretty good secu- 

 rity lor that activity, and stirring industry, with- 

 out which a wife is a burden instead of help. 



Another mark of industry is a quick step, and a 

 somrwhat heavy tread ; showing that the foot 

 comrs down with a hearty good will ; and if the 

 body lean a little forward and the eye keeps 

 steadily in the same direction, so much the better, 

 for these discover earnestness to arrive at the in- 

 teiulid point. I do not like, and I never liked 

 your sauntering, soft-stepping girls, who move as 

 if they were perfectly indifl'erent as to the result ; 

 and as to the love part of tlic story, whoever ex- 

 pects ardent and lasting afliiction from one of 

 those sauntering girls, will, when too late, find 

 his mistake; the character runs the same through- 

 out ; and no man ever yet saw a sauntering girl, 

 who did not, when married, make a mawkish wife, 

 aud a cold hearted motlier ^ cared very little for 

 by any body, and of course, having no store of 

 those blessings, which are the natural resources 

 lo apply lo in sickness and in old age. — Cobhctt. 



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 Vtllow Aberdeen do. Ruta Baga do. 



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