The Belle-de jure, that when the light 
i • H? ' „ V£' Departs, aye bids the world ‘Goodnight;’ 
!\3P~ And foldeth up its silken vest, 
L As though intent on seeking rest. 
Obstacle, Ox-eye, 
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i ^ I*>> the staring Ox-eyes, plentiful are they, 
A Gleaming in the pasture, where the children play; 
Plucked up, and down trodden, scattered far and 
near. 
Spite of every obstacle, they spring up year by ye 
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‘Obstinacy, Small Bindweed. 
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j, ConTo/yulus avensis, thee we call; 
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V* 1 m. The hale nM tree well enlleU ♦».« O'-.. _r tie. 
’T'' w. ,, Tllc rustic oracle whose golden rays 
Arbor Vitas. 
