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FLORA’S ALBUM. 

Bell Flower, Pyramidal. 
GRATITUDE. 
The hound will fawn on any one 
That greets him with a kind caress ; 
The flowers will turn toward the sun, 
That nurtures it in loveliness. 
The drooping bird, with frozen wing, 
That feeds in winter at your sill, 
Will trim his glossy plumes in spring, 
And perch about your window still. 
The gazing steed will mark the voice 
That rules him with a gentle word ; 
And we may see the brute rejoice, 
As though he loved the tones he heard. 
We find the fiercest things that live, 
The savage boor, the wildly rude, 
When soothed by Mercy’s hand, will give 
Some faint response of gratitude. 
E1iza Cook. 























