8 FLORAL KEEPSAKE. 



The myriad-minded Goethe, when he fled with his University- 

 heated brain into the still country, once said to some peasants who 

 were strewing flowers over a child's grave: "Yes! bring flowers, 

 my friends, to the infant's tomb ; for they both make us think of 

 Heaven there, the babes are all gathered and there the flowers 

 ne\er die." 



Al Ha Keschid says, in one of his inimitable Arab poems : " We 

 converse with those we love, through the flowers ; with those we 

 worship, through the stars " 



Before this beautiful volume, radiant with poetry and fragrant 

 with flowers, goes forth on its bright pilgrimage to touch a thou- 

 sand loved and loving hearts, we must give it a passport, albeit it 

 seems to us to need none ; for will not its very name preface its 

 way to every lady's Boudoir, as the vase of flowers which the 

 Oriental lover sends before him to the arbor of his mistress insures 

 his welcome ? 



But as every volume even a Book of Flowers must be pre- 

 sented to the beautiful with some gracing words, we will send our 

 offering on the Dove-wings of the two gentlest and most beautiful 

 spirits that ever breathed their fragrant sentiment on our green 

 earth Hemans and Landon both now Angels in Heaven ! 



We have before us two autograph Poems that came from those 

 gifted hands they have waited for an occasion like this to be 

 greeted by the world : and they are exquisite, priceless leaflets from 

 the flower-garden of the female heart. 



The image of the young maiden's lover had been mingling withf 

 her dreams : and when she awoke she said : 



Spirit of my loved one ! you keep 

 Your vigils round me while I sleep. 

 The pressure of thine arm I feel, 

 And joy and rapture through me steal, 



