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FLORA’S ALBUM. 59 
Indian Cress. 

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A very showy orange blossoming vine. 
RESIGNATION. 
Sweet the hour of tribulation, 
When the heart can freely sigh 
And the tear of resignation 
Twinkles in the mournful eye. | 
MonrTocMERY. 

But He, who gave thee vital breath, 
Sovereign supreme of life and death! 
Has visited thy frame 
With sickness, which forbodes thy end ; 
And heayenward now thy prospects tend, 
And soon thy spirit must ascend 
To God, from whence it came. 
Well, He is good ! and surely thou 
May’st well in resignation bow, 
And gratefully confess, 
That this, his awful wise decree, 
Though hard to us, is kind to thee ; 
Since Death’s dark portals will but be 
The gate of happiness. 
BERNARD BARTON. 






























