flora’s dial. 157 
November 24. 
DARK GERANIUM. — Melancholy. 
The bell is pealing, 
And every feeling 
Within me responds 
To the dismal knell; 
Shadows are trailing, 
My heart is bewailing, 
And tolling within, 
Like a funeral bell. 
Longfellow. 
November 25. 
NUTMEG GERANIUM. — I shall never see him. 
My peace is gone! 
My heart is sore ! 
I never shall find it, 
No, never more! 
There is my grave, — 
Where he is not! 
And all the world, 
One bitter thought! Goethe. 
