SUN-FLOWER, &C. 
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But one, the lofty follower of the sun. 
Sad when he sets, shuts up her yellow leaves, 
Drooping all night, and, when he warm re¬ 
turns, 
Points her enamoured bosom to his ray. 
THOMSON. 
THE MARYGOLD. 
ANON. 
The marygold, that goes to bed with the sun, 
And with him rises weeping. 
The same. —wither. 
W hen with a serious musing I behold 
The grateful and obsequious marygold, 
How duly, every morning, she displays 
Her open breast when Phoebus spreads his 
rays; 
How she observes him in his daily walk, 
Still bending tow’rds him her small slender 
stalk ; 
How, when he down declines, she droops and 
mourns, 
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