SORROWFUL GERANIUM. 
a cutting, from whence sprang the parent tree of many 
of the finest and most admired specimens. 
My gentle harp! once more I waken 
The sweetness of thy slumbering strain; 
In tears our last farewell was taken, 
And now in tears we meet again. 
No light of joy hath o’er thee broken, 
But —like those harps, whose heav’nly skill 
Of slavery, dark as thine, hath spoken — 
Thou hang’st upon the willows still. 
ANON. 
Thus o’er our streams do eastern willows lean 
In pensive guise; whose grief-inspiring shade, 
Love has to melancholy sacred made. 
DEXI1LE. 
the sorrowful geranium. 
This charming geranium, like a melancholy spirit, shuns 
the light of day; but it enchants those who cultivate it by 
the delightful perfumes it exhales. Its appearance is som- 
bre, though unaffected; and, altogether, it forms a striking 
contrast to the scarlet geranium, which is the emblem of 
