



94 THE POETRY UF FLOWERS, 
Ye speak of human life, cup 
lts mystery—the beautiful and brief; 
Its sudden fading ’midst the tempest strife, 
Even as a delicate leaf. 
And, more than all, ye speak 
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Of might, and power, of mercy, of the One ! Th 
Eternal, who hath strew’d you fair and meek, | wil 
To glisten in the sun; ar 
To gladden all the earth | Se 
With bright and beauteous emblems of his graco, 
That showers its gifts of uncomputed worth 
In every clime and place. 


