A LOVE LETTER. 
An exquisite invention this, 
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Saying all one feels and thinks 
In clever Daffodils and Pinks ; 
In puns of Tulips ; and in phrases, 
Charming for their truth, of Daisies. 
A letter comes, just gathered, We 
Dote on its tender brilliancy, 
Inhale its delicate expressions 
Of Balm and Pea, and its Confessions 
Made with as sweet a Maiden s Blush 
As ever morn bedewed on bush : 
(’T is in reply to one of ours, 
Made of the mcst convincing flowers), 
Then, after we have kissed its wit, 
And heart, in water putting it 
(To keep its remarks fresh) go round 
Our little eloquent plot of ground, 
And with enchanted hands compose 
Our answer,—all of Lily, Rose, 
And little darling (Mignonette) ; 
Of Look at vie , and Call me to you 
(Words that while they greet, go through you) 
Of Thought, of Flames, Forget-me-not, 
Bridewort —in short, the whole blest lot 
Of vouchers for a lifelong kiss— 
And literally, breathing bliss ! 
Leigh Hunt. 
