FLOWERS BY THE POETS. 
WHITE AZALEAS. 
Azaleas— whitest of white ! 
White as the drifted snow ' 
Fresh-fallen out of the night, 
Before; the coming glow 
Tinges the morning light, 
When the light is like the snow, 
White, 
And .the silence is like the light ;— 
Light, and silence, and snow,— ' 
AU-^white ! 
White ! not a hint 
Of the creamy tint 
That a rose will hold 
(The whitest rose) in its inmost fold,' 
Nor a possible blush ; 
White as an embodied hush ; 
A very raptufe of white, 
A wedlock of silence and light. 
White, white, as the wonder undefiled 
Of Eve just wakened in Paradise: 
Pure as the angel of a child 
