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bling of the heart and the dimness of the eyes, so 
that we can do some good, if we cannot lull the 
troubled mind to repose, as Poppies can. In Italy 
we are called ‘ Flor d’ogni mese,’ (flower of every 
month;) we are the ‘ Golden Flower’ of Peru, and 
the ‘ Sun-Flower’ of India. In Egypt our leaves 
are pierced with holes ; we grow there beside the 
Hawthorn, on the shore of the Red Sea.” 
But now the Lily of Solomon, the glorious Ama¬ 
ryllis, so filled the air with her crimson sheen, that 
all other flowers stood paled by her side. A drop 
of diamond brightness sparkled in the stigma that 
protruded from her tube, reflecting the splendid 
color of her petals. Mary expected to see it fall to 
the ground ; but the brilliant Lily said it never fell, 
nor would it sink back to its cell till the precious 
pollen had fertilized it; but when the Sun began-to 
decline toward the horizon, she should call back 
