COWSLIP, AMERICAN, 
You smile on All. 
“I loved a star—a beautiful star— 
In its home of blue; 
And I said, ‘Dear star! doth the golden ray, 
That cometh adown—doth it come to say, 
I will love thee too ?’ 
“But the star looked down with a fond, sweet smile, 
From its heavenly home, 
And said, ‘ There are many who love me now, 
And I have a ray for each , I trow— 
Not for thee alone.’ 
“I loved a flower—a sweet, wild flower, 
In a sunny dell— 
And I said, ‘Bend hither thy beauteous head, 
And around my heart the fragrance shed 
Of thine own love’s spell.’ 
“But the young flower bent its deep blue eye, 
And a tear let fall, 
‘Oh! many a fond word comes to me, 
And many a loving face I see: 
I must love them all /’ 
“Then I turned away from the star and flower, 
For my dream was o’er. 
I had sought a heart to be mine alone; 
I had yearned for a love to be all mine own; 
I will love no more!” 
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