flora’s album. 41 
Eglantine, or Sweet Briar. 
POETRY. 
The world is full of poetry, — the air 
Is living with its spirit; and the waves 
Dance to the music of its melodies, 
And sparkle in its brightness. Earth is veiled 
And mantled with its beauty ; and the walls, ^ 
That close the universe with crystal in, 
Are eloquent with voices, that proclaim 
The unseen glories of immensity, 
In hrirmonies too perfect and too high, 
Eor aught but beings of celestial mould, 
And speak to man in one eternal hymn. 
Unfading beauty, and unyielding power. 
James Q-. Percivai. 
What to us were this world and its burden of care, 
But a fetter of clay, that in slavery bound us ; 
Were our troubles not soothed by the smiles of the 
fair. 
And if Poetry spread not its magic around us ? 
Oh! Woman and Poetry, each is a treasure, 
A mine of delight that enriches life’s span ; 
The first is a ministering angel of pleasure ; 
While the gift of the next makes an angel of man! 
