THE POETRY OF FLOWERS 
78 
FAREWELL. 
MICHAELMAS DAISY. 
This plant begins to put forth its flowers when others are 
becoming rare, and its beautiful flowers enliven our gardens as 
the floral season closes. It seems to be the afterthought of 
Flora, who smiles on our parterres as she leaves them. 
I heard thy low-whispered farewell, love, 
And silently saw thee depart; — 
Ay, silent; — for how could words tell, love, 
The sorrow that swelled in my heart ? 
They could not — oh! language is faint, 
When Passion’s devotion would speak; 
Light pleasure or pain it may paint, 
But with feelings like ours it is weak! 
Yet tearless and mute though I stood, love, 
Thy last words are thrilling me yet, 
And my heart would have breathed, if it could, love, 
And murmured: “Oh! do not forget!” 
f. s. o. 
FALSEHOOD 
MAN CHIN EEL-TEE E. I 
The fruit of this tree is of the colour and size ol be golden 
pippin. Its beautiful appearance has tempted many Europeans 
to eat of it, who have lost their lives in consequence. The tree j 
