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THE POETRY OF FLOWERS. 
LARKSPUR, PINK* 
(Fickleness.) 
Thou art not what tliou wert,— 
Farewell, and may God bless thee; 
My heart with strength is girt 
Once more to say, God bless thee ! 
Thou hast forgot thy vow— 
I give thee back its token; 
’Tis but a memory now 
Of pledges lightly broken. 
Farewell! we meet no more; 
And though I now regret thee, 
My grief will soon be o’er;— 
I can, and will, forget thee. 
LILAC, PURPLE.! 
(First Emotion of Love.) 
How sweet and rapturous ’tis to feel 
Ourselves exalted in a lovely soul!— 
To know our joys make glow another’s cheek, 
* Flowers blue, white, and pink. A very handsome, showy blossom, 
easy of cultivation. 
t Too well known to need description. Flowers purple and white. 
