W) IHfc FOBTRY OF FLOWKM. 
Thus it burstB forth like thy pale cup, 
Glist’ning amid its dewy tears, 
And bears the sinking spirit up 
Amid its chilling fears; 
But still more animating far, 
If meek religion’s eye may trace, 
Even in thy glimm’ring earth-born stai 
The holier hope of grace! 
The hope that, as thy beauteous bloom 
Expands to glad the close of day, 
80 through the shadows of the tomb 
May break forth mercy’s ray. 
