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“7 love God, I love little children, 
love the flowers,” said a Persian, in vin« 
dication of his character as a true poet. 
Very few, in any time, possessing it] 
* vision and the faculty divine,” have fail 
to give such evidence of inspiration. i 
cottage and in palace, in every country, | 
and in every age, flowers have been teach- | 
ers and companions of the gentle and kind | 
hearted; the truest language of love, the 
liveliest symbols of all holy thoughts and 
feelings. 
This little volume contains some of 
the most beautiful poems which, from 
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old Chaucer’s time, has been written in 
our language about flowers. It 1s itselfa 
“oarden of poesies,” whicl 
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