POETRY OF FLOWERS. 
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“Flowers of the wild, whose purple glow 
Adorns the dusky mountain’s^side, 
Not the gay hues of Iris’ bow, 
Nor garden’s gorgeous, varied pride, 
With all its wealth of sweets, could cheer 
Like thee, the hardy mountaineer. 
“ Flower of his dear-loved native land ! 
Alas ! when distant, far more dear! 
When he from cold and foreign strand 
Looks homeward through the blinding tear, 
How must his aching heart deplore 
That home, and thee, he sees no more !” 
HELIOTROPE. 
Heliotropium . Class 5 ; Order 1. 
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DEVOTION. 
Ah ! I would sit for long, long hours, 
And let thee read my heart— 
Its Greek, and poetry, and flowers, 
And words of cunning art; 
And never think, with all thy skill, 
That thou couldst make it plain ; 
For something thou wouldst find there still. 
To study o’er again. 
