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f~or-<2et-rae-not. 
“A little modest flower, 
To Friendship ever dear.” 
The Forget-me-not is a small herb, of the genus 
Myosotis (M. palustris), bearing a beautiful blue 
flower, and extensively considered the emblem of fidelity. 
“When to the flowers so beautiful 
The Father gave a name, 
Back came a little blue-eyed one— 
(All timidly it came—) ; 
And standing at its Father’s throne, 
And gazing in His face, 
It said, in low and trembling tone: 
‘Dear God, the name Thou gavest me 
Alas! I have forgot.’ 
Kirdfly the Father looked on it 
And said: ‘Forget-Me-Not!’” 
— Anon. 
True Friendship’s Love. 
“Fast as the rolling seasons bring 
The hour of fate to those we love, 
Each pearl that leaves the broken string 
Is set in Friendship’s crown above. 
As narrower grows the earthly chain, 
The circle widens in the sky;— 
These are our treasures that remain, 
But those are stars that beam on high.” 
— Holmes. 
SPEAK not her© of that simple love of charity which we must have for 
all men; but of that spiritual friendship, by which two, three, or 
more souls communicate one to another their devotion and spiritual affec¬ 
tions, and make themselves all but one spirit. 
