APRIL 1 
Crowsfoot 
Ingratitude. 
True is that whilom that good poet said, 
That gentle mind by gentle deed is known, 
For man by nothing is so well bewray’d. 
As by his manners in which plain is shown 
Of what degree and what race he is grown. 
Cyclamen 
Diffidence. 
M But cyclamen I choose to give, 
yL Whose pale-white blossoms at the tips 
(All else as driven snow) are pink, 
'Vw; And mind me of her perfect lips; 
Still, till this flower is kept and old, 
Its worth to love is yet untold. 
^NON. 
APRIL 3 
Daffodil 
Regard. 
Love is a sudden blaze which soon decays; 
Friendship is like the sun’s eternal rays; 
Not daily benefits exhaust the flame: 
It still is giving, and still burns the same. 
pAY. 
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