so 
MORAL OF FLOWERS. 
He who had blindly trod the maze 
Of learning and of power, 
Stood watching with awakened gaze 
The opening of a flower ! 
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He traced the powers of sun and dew— 
The light—the breath that fanned; 
And owned at length, td nature true, 
His great Creator’s hand. 
Great God ! with pure and wise design, 
Still, still ’mid ail we see, 
Thou blendest thus some mystic sign— 
Some voice which breathes of Thee ! 
ward’s miscellany. 
THE USE OF FLOWERS. 
BY MARY HOWITT. 
God might have bade the earth bring forth 
Enough for great and small, 
The oak-tree, and the cedar-tree, 
Without a flower at all. 
