50 THE POETRY 
OF FLOWERS. 
ROSE, PULL RED. 
STAR OF BETHLEHEM. 
Root bulbous. Flowers white, six-petalled, with no 
BEAUTY. 
calyx. 
Tiiy looks how lovely! and thy face 
GUIDANCE. • 
So eloquent with mental grace 1 
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Thy motions are as light and free 
Shall we not follow where His feet have trod. 
As zephyrs o’er a summer sea ;— 
Thou art, in truth, a wayward child. 
And, by an humble love, and faith sincere. 
Thy words so gay, thy steps so wild ; 
Approach the likeness of the Son of God ? 
And none can see thee speak or move 
His Life is with us, and his quickening Word, 
Without some glow akin to love l 
Shall these bo hidden from our daily sight, 
Or only 'neath the temple's arches heard, 
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Or dreamed of in the still, inactive night ? 
Oh no I His holy lessons shall be learned 
SCABIOUS, SWEET. 
I3y way-side connings in our daily walk: 
And, as the hearts of his disciples burned 
When listening, as they journeyed, to his talk ; 
WIDOWHOOD. 
So shall our hearts be thrilled, our s<uls subdued. 
By the deep wisdom of his gentle speech, 
Until with light, and peace, and love imbued. 
Ah, fare-thee-well, thou loved and worshipped one! 
His kingdom and its rest divine we reach. 
For death is at my heert; such death as steals 
To the young leaf when autumn frost and sun 
Tinge all its veins with beauty which conceals 
'Neath radiant dyes the wasting of its heart.— 
ST0NECR0P. 
So shall I too in quiet smiles depart. 
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TRANQUILLITY. 
SHOW BALL. 
Thou art more blest, I deem. 
Than in thy gayer hours, though grief hath laid 
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Its surgeon hand upon thy heart, and left 
THOUGHTS OF HEAVEN. 
Some aching wounds. Oh, truly blest alone 
Arc they who by the wondrous deeds of time, 
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Tis good 
Gcntlo or stern, have learned the holy peace 
Which dwells with God ; who hjive been taught to seek 
To be subdued at times; the heart is wooed 
A deeper love from Him—a love more pure 
By these pure impulses to purer things. 
And firm than that which dwells in human hearts. 
Cherish within your soul whatever brings 
And throws a transient glory o’er the earth. 
Moments of sweet communion w ith high thought. 
Peace with thee 
Joy hath its ministries, but griefs arc fraught 
Makes its abiding home ; and though the world, 
With gentler blcssines. Let them come in soft 
With its consuming pleasures, comi-s not here. 
And tender eloquence, and bear aloft 
Yet Faith, and Hope, and Charity are thine. 
Your faith on the w hite spirit-w ings of prayer. 
With all their sweets. Such peace as theirs, this world 
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Can neither give nor can it take away. 
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