MORAL OF FLOWERS. 
71 
That serves the steadfast hours, 
Is in the grass beneath that grows 
Unheeded, and the mute repose 
Of sweetly breathing flowers.”—W ordsworth. 
Will the cold-hearted cynic smile, and will 
the sneering sceptic make a mockery of our 
vords when we repeat this touching lesson P—- 
“God loveth all his creatures, 
Doth bless them hour by hour; 
Then will He not of man take heed, 
Who so much beauty hath decreed 
Unto the way-side flower ?”■— Mary Howitt. 
Perchance they may do so, but, oh ! we shall 
love ye none the less;—none the less shall we 
strive to express the feelings of gratitude, and 
associations of .pleasure, wherewith ye are so 
intimately blended, exclaiming :— 
“ 0 ! if earth’s ruined wilderness afford 
So many flowers, breathing of love divine, 
How gloriously that promised land must shine 
That waits the followers of earth’s mighty Lord!”_ 
Mrs. Richardson. 
Fair spirits are ye—ministering angels ! 
A writer, who has drunk deeply from the 
well of inspiration, says :— 
