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GARDENS, WREATHS, See 
Sheltering the coot’s or wild-duck’s nest. 
And where the timid halcyon hides. 
The Willow-herb in crimson drest, 
W aves with Arundo o’er the tides, 
And there the bright Nymphea* loves to lave. 
Or spreads her golden orbs upon the dimpling 
wave. 
And thou, by pain and sorrow blest, 
Papaver !f that an opiate dew, 
Conceal’st beneath thy scarlet vest, 
Contrasting with the Corn-flower blue, 
Autumnal months behold thy gauzy leaves 
Bend in the rustling gale amid the tawny 
sheaves. 
From the first bud, whose venturous head 
The Winter’s lingering tempest braves, 
To those which mid the foliage dead, 
Sink latest to their annual grave. 
All are for health, or food, or pleasure given. 
And speak in various ways the bounteous hand 
of Heaven. 
White Water Lily. 
t Common Poppy. 
