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FORGET-ME-NOT. 
The eye that contemplates it well perceives 
Its glossy leaves; 
Order’d by an Intelligence so wise 
As might confound an atheist’s sophistries. 
Below a circling fence, its leaves are seen 
Wrinkled and keen; 
No grazing cattle through their prickly round 
Can reach to wound; 
But, as they grow where nothing is to fear. 
Smooth and unarm’d the pointless leaves appear. 
FORGET-ME-NOT. 
MYOSOTIS, OR MOUSE EAR. 
Nowhere are the beautiful flowers of this 
plant found in such great abundance, as on 
the banks of a brook near the Luxembourg. 
The peasants call that brook the “ Fairy 
Bath,” or the “Cascade of the enchanted 
Oak; ” these two names are given to it on ac¬ 
count of the beauty of its source, whence it 
issues murmuring at the foot of a very old 
oak. The waters of the brook at first roll on 
from cascade to cascade, under a long vault 
of verdure, and afterward flow gently through 
an extensive meadow: then they appear to 
the enchanted eye as a long silver thread. 
The southern hank alone is covered with a 
thick tapestry of mouse ear; its pretty flowers 
sparkle in July, clad in as bright a blue as 
