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Not that he would forego the surer chart 
Of Revelation for a mere conceit; 
Yet with indulgence may the Christian’s heart 
Each frail memorial of his Master greet, 
And chiefly what recalls his love’s most glorious feat.” 
The frequent allusion to flowers in holy writ, and 
above all (with reverence be it spoken) their connection 
with the history of Him “ whom to know is life, and 
joy to make mention of His name,” seems to invest 
them with a sacred character. He referred us to them 
for instruction. He wore their thorns, and, 
“ Circled by them, He sank awhile to rest, 
Not the grave’s captive, but a garden’s guest; ” 
and finally He has won for us 
“ The thornless crown of amaranthine bloom.” 
Oh! ne’er with cold and careless glance gaze I on thee, 
sweet flower, 
Nor thoughtless pluck thee as I’m wont thy sisters of 
the bower, 
No—fancy gifts thee with a spell unknown to all beside, 
Which checks the hand thy beauty woos, “ and quells 
the glance of pride.” 
