LOVE’S TOKEN-ELOWERS. 
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ZINNIA. —Zinnia. 
Absence. 
Come to me, Love ; forget each sordid duty 
That chains thy footsteps to the crowded mart, 
Come, look with me upon earth’s summer 
beauty, 
And let its influence cheer thy weary heart. 
Come to me, Love ! 
Come to me, Love ; the voice of song is swelling 
From nature’s harp in every varied tone, 
And many a voice of bird and bee is telling 
A tale of joy amid the forests lone ; 
Come to me, Love ! 
