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THE POETRY OP FLOWERS. 31 
All sweet and holy dreams seem blent 
Bless thy God, the heart is not 
Within thy maiden heart; 
An abandoned urn. 
How delicate in every look. 
Where, all lonely and forgot, 
In every thought thou art! 
Dust and ashes mourn ; 
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Bless Him, that his mercy brings 
The blush so frequent on thy cheek. 
Joy from out its withered things 
Thy meek and quiet air. 
Mrs. Case. 
Thy low and gentle accents,—all 
Thy purity declare. 
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CANDYTUFT. 
CALYCANTHUS. 
This is a pretty garden flower, bearing clusters of small 
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white blossoms, and forms a very good border to a 
Allspice. 
flower garden. 
INDIFFERENCE. 
COMPASSION. 
Take back thy flowers and billet-doux. 
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Thy sonnets and thy rhymes ; 
Thy name is heard in crowds— 
To burn them all I’ve half resolved 
They call thee good and great; 
A dozen of different limes. 
The brightness of the sunset clouds 
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Seems showered upon thy fate. 
So much waste paper lying round— 
Where’er thy pathway leads 
So many withered herbs— 
They strew it o'er with flowers— 
I’m sure the very sight of them 
Emblems of generous deeds 
My quietudo disturbs. 
Thy heart profusely showers; 
Oh, good and great for ever be— 
Thou knowest well I little caro 
Worthy the praise they yield to thee! 
For gifts like these from thee; 
*Tis love alone gives worth to such— 
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And thou hast none from me. 
CAMOMILE. 
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This plant has a white or yellow flower, and is much 
CANTERBURY BELL. 
loved for its fragrance. 
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ACKNOWLEDGMENT. 
ENERGY IN ADVERSITY. 
Ah, must I tell thee ? Well, 1 fear. 
The die is surely cast; 
Onward 1 Hath earth’s ceaseless change 
That I am thine, and only tlilne. 
Trampled on thy heart ? 
Beloved, to the last. 
Faint not, for that restless range 
Soon will heal the smart. 
I could not see thee, hear thy voice. 
Trust the future—time will prove 
Or look upon thy brow. 
Earth hath stronger, truer love. 
Nor fail to love thee tenderly— 
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My heart must break or bow. 
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