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ted; at the entrance grew poppies and other somniferous herbs; 
the Dreams watched over his couch, attended by Morpheus, his 
prime minister, holding a vase in one hand, and grasping pop¬ 
pies in the other. 
You can charm to sleep the physical powers, 
With the oil distilled from a poppy’s leaves; — 
Say, can your science find us flowers, 
Whose magic may hush a heart that grieves? 
f. s. o. 
SMILE ON ME STILL. 
SUNFLOWER. 
The helianthus constantly turns toward the sun. In Peru 
the virgins of the sun wore an imitation of this flower, wrought 
in gold. 
Eagle of flowers! I see thee stand, 
And on the sun’s noon-glory gaze, 
With eye like his! —thy lips expand, 
And fringe their disk with golden rays. 
J. Montgomery. 
tOh! the heart that has truly loved, never forgets, 
But as truly loves on to the close, 
As the sunflower turns on her god, when he sets, 
The same look that she turned when he rose. 
Moore. 
