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AND FLOWERS OF POETRY. 
One, with her flushed cheek laid on her white arm, 
And raven ringlets gathered in dark crowd 
Above her brow, lay dreaming soft and warm. 
Eyron. 
Sleep, that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care. 
Shakspeare. 
Glad for a while to heave unconscious breath, 
Yet wake to wrestle with the dread of death. 
Byron. 
CONSTANCY. 
BLUE CANTERBURY-BELL. 
This beautiful flower, from the depth and richness of its 
colour, has been made the emblem of constancy. It is a very 
ornamental border-flower, and is of easy culture. 
Through the fragrant grove of olives, with a dark-eyed 
child of Spain, 
I have often whiled the hours, since I crossed the moaning 
main; 
But the soul in those soft, brilliant eyes, the low, melodi¬ 
ous tone, 
Bade mournful thoughts of thee arise, my beautiful, my own ! 
’Mid the vines of sunny France, love, I have twined the 
silken curl, 
And met the merry kisses, of a light and laughing girl, 
______J 
