INTRODIJCTION. 
Gems, tlie ricliest of tlie vale, 
Violets blue, and daisies pale,- — 
Blossoms nursed by dews that weep 
While their fringed eyelids sleep 
Lightly on the rocky steep. 
Or in Summer’s curtained dells 
Where the crystal brooklet swells, — ■ 
Autumn’s leaflets, red and sere. 
Life-blood of the parting year, 
Mix’d with thrills of song are here. — 
WTiere in single group combined, 
Such attractions can ye find? — • 
— One fair hand, hath skill’d to bring 
Voice of bird, and breath of Spring, 
One fair hand, before you laid 
Flowerets that can never fade, — ■ 
While you listen, soft and clear 
Steals her wind-harp o’er your ear, — ■ 
WTiile you gaze, her buds grow brighter, 
Take the book, and bless its writer. 
L. H. s. 
]!?'ew Yoee:, Sept. 16, 1858. 
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