CONSOLATION. 
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GERANIUM, SCARLET. 
Pelargonium Inquinans. 
Language — CONSOLATION. 
Look liow the gray old ocean 
From the depth of his heart rejoices, 
Heaving with a gentle motion, 
When he hears our restful voices ; 
List, how he sings in an undertone, 
Chiming with our melody ; 
And there, where the smooth, wet pebbles be, 
The waters gurgle longingly, 
As if they fain would seek the shore, 
To be at rest from the ceaseless roar, 
To be at rest for evermore. 
• • • • 
Thus on life’s gloomy sea, 
Heareth the mariner 
Voices sweet from far and near, 
Ever singing in his ear, 
“ Here is rest and peace for thee ! ” 
J. R. Lowell —The Sirens. 
There is no sunshine that hath not its shade, 
Nor shadow that the sunshine hath not made ; 
There is no cherished comfort of the heart 
That doth not own its tearful counterpart. 
Thus, through a perfect balance, constant flow 
I he sharp extremes of joy and those of woe ; 
Our sweetest, best repose results from strife, 
And deatH what is it, after all, but life? 
