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FLOWERS. 



SPAKE full well, in language quaint and olden, 

 One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, 

 When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, 

 Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine. 



Wondrous truths, and manifold as wondrous, 



God hath written in those stars above ; 

 But not less in the bright flowerets under us 



Stand the revelation of His love. 



Bright and glorious is that revelation, 



Written all over this great world of ours ; 

 Making evident our own creation, 



In these stars of earth, these golden flowers. 



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Everywhere about us they are glowing, 



Some like stars, to tell us Spring is born ; 

 Others, their blue eyes with tears o'arflowing, 



Stand like Ruth amid the golden corn. 



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In all places then, and in all seasons, 



Flowers expand their light and soul-like wings, 



Teaching us, by most persuasive reasons, 

 How akin they are to human things. 



And with childlike, credulous affection 



We behold their tender buds expand; 

 Emblems of our own great resurrection, 



Emblems of the bright and better land. 



LONGFELLOW. 



THE YOUNG DANDELION. 



I AM a bold fellow Drive me from garden 



As ever was seen, In anger and pride, 



With my shield of yellow, I'll thrive and harden 



In the grass green. By the roadside. 



You may uproot me Not a bit fearful, 



From field and from lane Showing my face, 



Trample me, cut me, Always so cheerful, 



spring up again. In every place. 



MRS. CRAIK. 



