Smiles on thy path, oh ! let Joy chase away 
The pale, shrouding cares that have darkened each day; 
In the gleam of the sunshine let sorrow depart, 
And the smile of the lip be the smile of the heart. 
PRIMROSE. —Youth—Early Joys. 
Fair Primroses, ye open like bright dreams 
Linked with the early promises of youth, 
Breathing of Hope’s soft hues, her sunny gleams, 
Whispering the heart sweet thoughts of joy and truth. 
L.B 
GENTIAN. —Virgin Pride. 
Once again 
I see her, and she standeth in her pride, 
With her soft eye enkindled, and her lip 
Curled in its sweet resentment like a line 
Of lifeless coral. 
Willis 
LAVENDER. —Mistrust. 
Sweetest smiles may light our way. 
Yet their sunny beams betray; 
Softest voices thrill our heart, 
And the welcome tones depart; 
While the love we thought our own 
Leaves us desolate and lone. 
