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THE SNOWDROP. 
EMBLEM OF CONSOLATION. 
Winter’s gloomy night withdrawn, 
Lo ! the young romantie honrs — 
Search the hill, the dale, the lawn, 
To behold the Snowdrop white 
Start to light. 
And shine in Flora’s desert bowers; 
Beneath the vemal dawn 
The moming star of flowers. 
Montgomeet. 
The Snowdrop is so lovely, and, as one of tlie 
earliest flowers, is so generally prized, that we cannot 
but feel glad that botanists now acknowledge its claim 
to be considered a native of our land ; a title which 
has been disputed. In Lancashire, I am told, it grows 
abundantly in an uncultivated state, and that in spring 
a bouquet of wild Snowdrops is there esteeined far 
above one from the garden, just as we prize hedge 
Violets beyond those of the parterre. How universally 
is the love of nature shown, proving that the senti¬ 
ment is deeply rooted in our breasts. No one is wholly 
without this affection ; and, though adverse habits and 
