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THE LOVER’S OFFERING, 
Polyanthus. Because Ranunculus, Aus¬ 
trian Rose. May our Myrtle end in Bridal 
Rose. Because Pink Geranium to all 
others in the world. Excuse this Moss 
Rose-bud, and remember Daily Rose. I 
am Purple Columbine, my Variegated 
Daisy -with Honeysuckle. Yours in Ver¬ 
onica. 
—K§)oo(gx— 
FLOWERS. 
Oh! they look upward in every place, 
Through this beautiful world of ours, 
And dear as a smile on an old friend’s face 
Is the smile of the bright, bright flowers! 
They tell us of wand’rings by woods and streams ; 
They tell us of lanes and trees; 
But the children of showers and sunny beams 
Have lovelier tales than these— 
The bright, bright flowers! 
They tell of a season when men were not; 
When earth was by angels trod, 
And leaves and flowers in every spot 
Burst forth at the call of God ; 
When spirits singing their hymns at even, 
Wandered by wood and glade, 
