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TIIE POETRY OF FLOWERS. 43 
LILY, WHITE. 
Throw by thy foolish wit and songs, 
Thy graceful tricks of art, 
And, far from fashion’s heartless throngs. 
PURITY AND SWEETNESS. 
Add wisdom to thy heart. 
Ask me not why I should love her : 
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Look upon those soul-full eyes ! 
Look while mirth or feeling moves her 
MALLOW, MARSH. 
And see there how sweetly rise 
SWEET DISPOSITION. 
Thoughts gay and gentle from a breast 
Which is of innocence tho nest— 
The friend we love is youthful and fair, 
Which, though each joy were from it fled. 
And gentle and pure as the angels are; 
By truth would still be tenanted 1 
Sincerity dwells in her earnest eyes. 
C. F. Hoffman, 
And her soul is warm as the southern skits ! 
Oh, the friend we love is a friend indeed,— 
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She's ever true in the hour of need l 
LOCUST TREE, GREEN. 
Mrs. Scott. 
A very handsome ornamental tree or shrub. Blossoms 
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white and fragrant. 
MAPLE. 
AFFECTION BEYOND THE GRAVE. 
RESERVE. 
What though the loving heart is wrung 
By chilling words of cold farewell ? 
Anch-o’cr its dying hopes is flung 
Their echoing knell ? 
There are several species of the maple, five of which 
are large trees, and valuable both for timber and 
saccharine matter. 
A veil is round thee, and tliy heart 
Is like a hidden flower ; 
But could we sec thee as thou art. 
We should confess thy power. 
Shall we not meet in that bright land 
Where parting words are never spoken. 
And love is not a brittle band 
Oh, throw that modest screen aside. 
So lightly broken t 
And let us read thy heart; 
Shall we not all meet there to love. 
Thru canst not atl its goodness hide— 
Oh. why, then, veil a part ? 
With love that has no trembling fcartj. 
In that dear home, far, far above 
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This land of tears ? 
MARIGOLD. 
LONDON PRIDE. 
CONTEMPT. 
Leave me to my lot! 
FRIVOLITY. 
Be it or death or slavery, it were bliss 
To what thy love would proffer 1 I am free! 
Love should have higher, nohler aims. 
Talk to the wild bird battling with the storm. 
Than mirth, and song, and dance ; 
Of shelter in the cage; or woo the kid 
Oh, then, from sport and idle games 
From the bluff rocks to nestle at thy feet; 
To higher deeds advance. 
But mock not mo w ith bribes i 
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