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RETURN OF HAPPINESS. 
charming bird soon chooses his retreat. 
There it celebrates, in its melodious song, 
the delights of solitude and of love ; and the 
flower which every successive year announces 
to him the return of happiness. 
The “ Naiad-like lily of the vale, whose 
tremulous bells are seen through their pavi¬ 
lions of tender green,” should form a part of 
every wreath that crowns the happy, the in¬ 
nocent, and the gay. 
Keats has assigned a diadem to this lowly 
plant: 
No flower amid the garden fairer grows 
Than the sweet lily of the lowly vale, 
The queen of flowers. 
But we must not forget that, like a deli¬ 
cate maiden, it ever loves retirement: 
In the lone copse or shadowy dale, 
Wild clustered knots of hare-bells blow, 
And droops the lily of the vale. 
t .SMITH. 
