POETRY CF FLOWERS. 
hou that dreaming a 
gentle heart, 
intain, vale, and grove, 
ar, hath sush’d her loves 
Za a ae: a last adieu. 
Types of lovelier forms than these, 
In their ae mould she sees ; 
Shadows of yet richer things, 
Born beside immortal springs, 
Into fuller glory wrought, 
Kindled by surpassing thought . 
Therefore in the lily’s leaf 
She ean read no word of grief ; 
O’er the woodbine she can dweh, 
Murmuring not—Farewell! farewell 
And her dim yet speaking eye, 
Greets the violet solemnly. 
Therefore, once, and yet again, 
Strew them o’er her bed of pain; 
From her chamber take the gloom, 
With a light and flush of bloom: 
So should one depart, who goes 
Where no death can See h the rose . 



