

YER 
POETRY OF FLOWERS. 
wan 7 ER 
HYMN TO THE FLOWERS. 
BY HORACE SMITH. 
Day-stars! that ope your eyes with man, ta 
twinkle 
From rainbow galaxies of earth’s creation, 
And dew-drops on her holy altars sprinkle 
As a libation. 
Ye matin worshippers ! who bending fowly 
Before the uprisen sun, God’s lidless eye? 
[hrow from your chalices a sweet and hely 
Incense on high. 
Ye bright Mosaics! that with storied beauty 
The floor of nature’s temple tesselate 
With numerous emblems of instructive duty, 
Your forms create. 
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