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Thy steps from the path Truth has given, 
And steadily tread, 
In the light she has shed, 
Which will guide thee, Virginia, to Heaven. 
Daisy. — ‘ Innocence! 
The following graceful lines were addressed by a gentleman to a 
friend of the author’s, who had just lost a lovely infant, a few months 
old. As they have never been published, and so beautifully embody 
the idea I wish to convey, I have taken the liberty of using them 
here. 
The Spirit of Innocence slept in a flower, 
A bright little Daisy that looked to the sky, 
With a smile which illumined the shade of the 
bower 
When the dew of the morning re-opened its eye; 
