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Pink, Red. 


















« The Pink can no one justly slight; 
The gardener’s favorite flower.” 
GOETHE. 
WOMAN’S LOVE. 
When all the world grows strange, 
Still shall her arms enfold thee ; 
When smiling fortunes change, 
Still shall her words uphold thee. 
When all thy hopes shall fail, 
And leave thee nought but care ; 
And when thy cheek grows pale, 
Or wasted with despair ; — 
When desolation meets thee 
Without an arm to save 5 
When Death himself shall Zreet thee, 
A victim for the grave ;— 
Then woman shall caress thee 
With all an angel’s care 5 
Then shall she softly bless thee 
With more than angel’s prayer. 
