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Most ravishing and pleasant to the ear; 
But sweeter none than voice of faithful friend: 
(Sweet always, sweetest heard in loudest storm. 
Some I remember, and will ne’er forget; 
M.v early friends, friends of my evil day; 
Friends in my mirth, friends in my misery too; 
Friends given by God in mercy and in love; 
My counsellors, and comforters, and guides; 
My joy in bliss, my second bliss in joy; 
Companions of my young desires; in doubt, 
My oracles, my wings in high pursuit. 
Oh, 1 remember, and will ne’er forget 
Our meeting spots, our chosen sacred hours, 
Our burning words that uttered all the soul, 
Sorrow with sorrow sighing, hope with hope 
Exulting, heart embracing heart entire.” 
— Anon. 
“An empty sky, a world of heather, 
Purple of foxglove, yellow of broom; 
We two among them wading together, 
Shaking out honey, trading perfume.” 
—Jean Ingelow. 
This plant, called, also, “purple finger-flower” (digitalis purpurea), 
is well adapted for the borders of walks and beds. The blossoms, which 
grow in a long spike, are many, and thimble-shaped, with dots of a color 
diffe7'ing from the flower in the interior. The whole plant is a violent and 
dangerous poison when taken internally in any considerable quantity, pro¬ 
ducing delirium, convulsions and death. 
