THE E0ETRY OF FIOWERS. 1 
Come ! from her stores we'll cull the best 
Thy bosom to adorn; 
Each leaf in livelier verdure drest, 
Each blossom balmier than the rest, 
Each rose without a thorn ; 
Fleet tints, that with the rainbow died, 
Brief flowers, that withered in their pride. 
Shall, blushing into light, awake 
And kindlier bloom, for thy dear s?>ke. 
And first—though oft, alas! condemned. 
Like merit, to the shade— 
The Primrose meek, with dews begemmed, 
Shall sparkle in the braid: 
And there, as sisters, side by side, 
(Genius with modesty allied,) 
The Pink’s bright red, the Violet’s blue. 
In blended rays, shall greet our view, 
Each lovelier for the othe.r’s hue. 
How soft yon Jasmine’s sunlit glow, 
How chaste yon Lily’s robe of snow, 
With Myrtle green inwove, 
Types, dearest, of thyself and me— 
Of thy mild grace and purity, 
And my unchanging love, 
Of gTace and purity, like thine, 
And love, undying love, like mine. 
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