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THE POETRY OP FLOWERS, 
POLYANTHUS, LILAC. 
A native of the Alps. Originally yellow, but by culti¬ 
vation assumes various colours. Perennial. 
CONFIDENCE. 
“ Trust in thee 1" Ay, dearest, there’s no ono but 
must, 
Unless truth be a fable, in such as thee trust! 
For who can see heaven’s own hue in those eyes. 
And doubt that truth with it came down from the 
skies; 
"While each thought of thy bosom, like morning’s young 
light, 
Almost ere it is born, flashes there on his sight! 
C. F. Hoffman. 
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POPLAE, WHITE. 
T I M E. 
Wait thou for time ! The slow-unfolding flower 
Chides man’s impatient haste with long delay ; 
The harvest ripenimr in the autumnal sun— 
The golden fruit of suffering’s weighty power 
"Within the soul—like soft bell’s silvery chimo 
Repeat the tones, if fame may not be won, 
Or if the heart, where thou shouldst fiml a shrine. 
Breathe forth no blessings on thy lonely way I 
Wait thou for time—it hath a sorcerer’s power 
To dim life’s mockeries that gaily shine. 
To lilt the veil of seeming from the real. 
Bring to thy soul a rich or fearful dower. 
With golden tracery on the sands of life. 
And raise the drooping heart from scenes ideal 
To a high purpose in the world of strife. 
Wait thou for time 1 
Miss Lucy Hooper. 
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POPPY. 
Of this plant opium is made. Flowers scarlet, purple, 
crimson, and white. 
EVANESCENT PLEASURE. 
Let the deep waters of oblivion roll 
O'er all that irritates or grieves thy soul; 
Let time its drapery of ivv throw 
O’er every painful monument of woe; 
And in forgetfulness thy sorrows lose. 
Since this is all the refuge thou canst choose, 
Wherein to hide thy heart from Memory’s pangs. 
Or flee the cloud that o’er thy pathway hangs. 
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POTATO. 
BENEVOLENCE. 
In deeds of charity thy soul delights. 
In mercy, justice, and in human rights ; 
Thy liberal heart deviseth liberal things, 
Thy hand o’er every path seme sunbeams flings ; 
The poor look up with blessings on thy face, 
The children rush to meet thy kind embrace; 
The weak appeal to thee for just redress, 
The sorrowing throng thy path to praise and bless ; 
And all, of every station, iige, and race. 
Implore thy favour, and extol thy grace. 
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PRIMROSE, EVENING. 
This plant is from one to two feet high. Flowers of 
various colours, and open suddenly. 
INCONSTANCY. 
II AfT forgotten the flays, love, the long-vanished days, 
When our spirits communed through the bird and 
the flower; 
When the stars linked our thoughts by their glittering 
rays, 
In a chain that had more than electrical power ? 
Those days were the violet blossoms of love— 
Young flowers that have faded and shrunk from thy 
view; 
But though withered, forgotten, to thee they may 
prove, 
They arc pressed to one heart ever faithful and true. 
