TEXT-BOOK OF FLOWERS. 
Tko ‘2 • • >• -. V’.* * > :• 
AVhat is this lore sublime ? Let us 
answer as we best love to answer 
such questioning, in a rhythmical 
measure, and say, again addressing 
the flowers 
“ Methiuks of speech 
A 'ilont faculty ye have to teach 
Submission to the will divine; 
Few are your days, but ye 
Die cheerfully. 
Nor murmur nor repine; 
Ve smilingly fulfil 
Your Maker’s will, 
All meekly bending ’neath the tempest’ 
weight; 
By pride unvisited, . 
Though richly raimented, 
As is a monarch in his robes of state; 
Oh! would vain-glorious man 
, Pursue this plan. 
How much might he avoid of envy, strife 
and bate.” 
