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JpOlTUECt Nil Natural Order: Convolvulacece—Convolvulus Family. 
p ERE is a well known climber and general favorite, though 
rejected by some for its commonness, or because it is found 
so frequently in the humble walks of life. It however forms 
a very grateful shade from the noonday sun, and is used 
^yAmore than any other annual vine for that purpose. The 
^ ' flowers are various in color; the bud is curiously twisted, 
which, when expanded is of a beautiful trumpet-shape, the tints being 
far more delicate than any brush could lay. In the Southern States 
it grows wild, adorning the hedges and byways with its blossoms, 
and supplying the humming-bird and bee with their morning repasts. 
1\/|Y heart is like the sleeping lake, 
ill which takes the hue of cloud and sky, 
And only feels its surface break 
When birds of passage wander by. 
TT7TTHOUT, the happy birds are singing 
* * Their last song in the gathering gloom; 
And languorous airs soft scents are bringing 
From musky buds and bloom. 
— George Cooper. 
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— Willis. 
ERE let us couch in fern, 
And gaze adown the forest’s dim arcade, 
Where little patches of bright sunlight burn, 
Companioned of deep shade. 
CTHE cricket on its bank is dumb; 
The very flies forget to hum; 
And, save the wagon rocking round, 
The landscape sleeps without a sound. 
— 'John Clare. 
TTERE stretched, the pleasant turf I press, 
In luxury of idleness; 
Sun-streaks, and glancing wings, and sky 
Spotted with cloud-shapes, charm my eye: 
While murmuring grass and waving trees, 
Their leaf-harps sounding to the breeze, 
And water-tones that tinkle near, 
Blend their SAveet music to my ear; 
And by the changing shades alone 
The passage of the hours is known. 
— Alfred B. Street. 
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