TEXT-BOOK OE BLOWERS. 
This, however, is a subject on 
which we might write for months, 
and fill volumes ; it is one in which 
the poets have taken especial de¬ 
light, as they have in all matters 
connected with flowers, and well 
| they may, for, as Patterson sings : 
“ Flowers are the brightest things which 
earth 
On her broad bosom loves to cherish; 
Gay they appear, as children’s mirth, 
Like fading dreams of hope they perish. 
In every clime, in every age, 
Mankind have felt their pleasing sway 
And lays to them have deck’d the page 
Of moralist and minstrel gay. 
By them the lover tells his tale, 
They can his hopes, his fears express-; 
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