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THE POETRY OF FLOWERS. 
In humble deeds of love and kindly care 
To those who in earth’s riches own no share; 
By acts of mercy all unseen of men; 
By silent victory over pride and sin; 
By faith, and hope, and charity on earth, 
Thou prov’st to others thy transcendent worth ; 
Whilst to thyself thy goodness is unknown— 
Though virtue crowns and claims thee for her own. 
HYMN TO THE FLOWERS. 
Day stars! that ope your eyes with morn to twinkle 
From rainbow galaxies of Earth’s creation, 
And dew-drops on her lovely altars sprinkle 
- Asa libation! 
Ye matin worshippers ! who, bendiug lowly 
Before the uprisen sun, God’s lidless eye, 
Throw from your chalices a sweet and holy 
Incense on high! 
Ye bright mosaics ! that with storied beauty 
The floor of Nature’s temple tesselate, 
What numerous emblems of instructive duty 
Your forms create! 
