INNOCENCE. 
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DAISY. 
Beilis. 
Language — INNOCENCE. 
Innocent maid and snow-white flower, 
Well are ye paired in your opening hour ; 
Thus should the pure and lovely meet, 
Stainless with stainless, and sweet with sweet. 
Throw it aside in thy weary hour; 
Throw to the ground the fair white flower ; 
Yet as thy smiling years depart, 
Keep that white and innocent heart. 
Bryant. 
Soft as the memory of buried love, 
Pure as the prayer which childhood wafts above, 
Was she — the daughter of that rude old chief. 
Byron. 
A mind rejoicing in the light 
Which melted through its graceful bower, 
Leaf after leaf serenely bright, 
And stainless in its holy white, 
Unfolding like a morning flower. 
Whittier. 
I wish the bud would never blow ! 
’Tis prettier and purer so : 
It blushes through its bower of green, 
And peeps above the mossy screen, 
So timidly, I cannot bear 
To have it open to the air! 
Mrs. Osoood. 
