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Dandelion. — /Darcb 25tb — Euatic Oracle. 
How like a prodigal doth Nature seem, 
When thou, for all thy gold, so common art! 
Thou teachest me to deem. 
Most sacredly of every human heart. 
/. R. Lowell. 
Heath, — 26tb — Solitude. 
Where the wild bee comes with a murmuring song. 
Pilfering sweets as he roams along, 
I uprear my purple bell.— R. Paterson. 
Horse Chestnut. — 27tb — Luxury, 
For in its honour prodigal Nature weaves 
A princely vestment, and profusely showers 
O’er its green masses of broad palmy leaves 
Ten thousand waxen pyramidal flowers. 
Howitt. 
Bramble. — 28tb — Lowliness. 
Though woodbine flaunt and roses glow 
O’er all the fragrant bowers. 
Thou need’st not be ashamed to show 
Thy satin-threaded flowers.— E. Elliot. 
Lily of the Valley. — 29tb— Return of Happiness. 
She silent and alone puts on her suit. 
And sheds a lasting perfume, but for which 
We had not known there was a thing so sweet 
Hid in the gloomy shade.— James Hurdis. 
Small Celandine. — 30tb — Joys to Come. 
See its varnish’d golden flowers 
Peeping through the chilling showers. 
9 Wordsworth. 
