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HONEYSUCKLE. — Domestic happiness . 
Oh, sweet the Jasmine’s buds of snow 
In morning soft with May, 
And sweet in summer’s silent glow. 
The brooklets merry play ; 
But sweeter in that lovely place 
To God it must have been, 
To see the maiden’s happy face 
That blest the home within. 
Without the porch, I hear at morn, 
A voice that sings for glee, — 
Or watch the white face glancing down 
To the book upon the knee. Bolwer. 
November 21. 
HAWK W EED. — Adhesiveness. 
Let who will admire, adore, 
Her whom vulgar crowds do praise ; 
I will love my love the more, 
When she falls on evil days ! 
Truer, firmer, will I be, 
When the faithless fail, or flee ! 
Barry Cornwall. 
