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Hi 272 FAREWELL TO THE FLOWERS. 

And when their lives are over, they droop away to rest, 


} Unconscious of the penal doom, on holy Nature’s breast; 
No pain have they in dying, no shrinking from decay: 
Oh! could we but return to earth as easily as they! 

i | HFaretwell to the Flowers. 
Mrs. L. H. Sigourney. 
O to your peaceful rest, 

Friends of a brighter hour, 
Jewels on youthful Beauty’s breast. 
Lights of the hall and bower |! 
Well have ye done your part 
Fair children of the sky, 
We'll keep your memory in our heart 
When low in dust ye lie. 

Your gladness in our joy, 
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Your smile beside our way, 
Your gentle service round the bed, 
Of sickness and decay ; 
i Your rainbow on the clouds, 
Your sympathy in pain. 
We'll keep the memory of your deeds 
| Until we meet again. 
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