30 love’s tokks-flowers. 
New fragrance to earth’s flowers and tints more 
fair, 
So beneath sorrow’s nurture virtues spring. 
Youth, health, and hope, may fade, but there is 
left 
A soul that trusts in Heaven, though thus of all 
bereft. 
EVERLASTING. —Gnaphalium. 
Never-ceasing Remembrance. 
My heart is with its early dream, 
It can not turn away 
To seek again the hopes of earth, 
Or mingle with the gay; 
The dew-nursed flower that lifts its head 
Beneath the shades of night, 
Must wither when the sunbeam sheds 
Its fervid warmth and light. 
My heart is with its early dream, 
And vainly Love’s sweet power 
