32 LANGUAGE AND 
“ The apple-blossom’s shower of pearl. 
Though blent with rosier hue— 
As beautiful as woman’s blush, 
As evanescent too. 
“ On every bough there is a bud, 
In every bud a flower ; 
But scarcely bud or flower will last 
Beyond the present hour. 
“ Now comes a shower-cloud o’er the sky, 
Then all again sunshine ; 
Then clouds again, but brightened with 
The rainbow’s colored line. 
“ Ay, this, this is the month for me ! 
I could not love a scene 
Where the blue sky was always blue, 
The green earth always green.” 
AEB1JTUS. 
THEE ONLY DO I LOVE. 
The Arbutus , or strawberry-tree, as it is fre¬ 
quently called in England and France, because 
of the resemblance of its fruit to a strawberry, 
is one of those rare and delightful objects on 
