LOVE AND THE FLOWERS. 21 
ness, and the only wealth man coveted was the pos¬ 
session of a true heart—one that loved for evermore, 
and throughout all the changes of time, for ever re¬ 
mained the same. The Lily blushed as he drew 
near, and across her pearly whiteness stole a crimson 
shadow, as if a winged rose had flown over her, and 
then passed on ; and, with downcast eyes, she told 
him, that to her belonged Purity of Heart; that she 
was once so holy a sanctuary, that even angels had 
deigned to dwell with her, and in their love for so 
spotless an abode, they had forfeited the domains of 
Heaven. The Forget-me-not uplifted her blue eyes 
as he approached, and said, that she had never for¬ 
gotten him, but had waited in patience and silence 
many an age for his coming; that, although her lips 
were sealed, she held fond communion with her own 
heart, and that she never looked up to the stars but 
what they bade her hope; that she was still as true 
to Love as the blue heaven that bent over her, 
when first the morning-stars sang together for joy. 
The timid Yiolet shrank amid her broad leaves 
as she heard the approaching flutter of his wings; 
and long did Love linger around her, and sigh as he 
hung over her beauty, until, at last, she looked up 
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