FLOWERS BY TIIR ' POETS. 
Passed many a flower-bed fitly set 
In trim and blooming order. 
And plucked at last some Mignonette 
That strayed along the border; 
A simple thing that had no bloom. 
And but a faint and fax perfume. 
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She wondered 1 why I would not choose 
That dreamy Amaryllis,— 
“And could I really, then, refuse 
Those heavenly White Lilies ! 
And leave ungathered on the slope 
This passion-bredthkng Heliotrope 
She did not know—what need to tell 
So fair and fine a creature ?— 
That there was one who> loved me well 
Of widely different nature j 
A little maid whose tender youth. 
And innocence, and simple truth. 
Had won my heart with qualities 
That far surpassed her beauty, , 
And held me with unconscious ease 
Enthralled of love and duty ; 
Whose modest graces all were mel 
And symbol<Sd in my Mignonette, 
