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PANSIES Oil HEARTSEASE. 
they must be, or they would not create hearts’ 
ease. 
ILLUSTRATION OF THE SENTIMENT. 
1 used to love thee, simple flower. 
To love thee dearly, when a hoy ; 
For thou didst seem, in childhood’s hour, 
The smiling type of childhood’s joy. 
But now thou only mock’st my grief, 
By waking thoughts of pleasure fled; 
Give me, 0 give the wither’d leaf. 
That falls on Autumn’s bosom dead. 
For that ne’er tells of what has been, 
But warns me what I soon shall he; 
It looks not hack on pleasure’s scene. 
But points unto futurity. 
I love thee not, thou simple flower, 
For thou art gay, and I am lone ; 
Thy beauty died with childhood’s hour. 
The Heartsease from my path is gone. 
