Vi DEDICATION. 
Yes ; in the heart of every lowly blossom, 
Sweet loves and angels flutter with delight; 
Winging their flight from out each purple bosom, 
They scatter odors, blessings, pure and bright. 
Head then this Book ! and let it thee rejoice; 
May its words soothe thee as the breath of poppy, 
And may each friend of inline, with mirthful voice, 
Say, — “ What a book! where can I get a copy ? ” 
J. W. II. 
V. 
