









Song of the Flower Argels. 
Mrs. Hale. 
\ Ki tend the flowers of every hue, 
But love the red, the white, the blue— 
Red, and white, and blue; 
The red is Love’s sweet blushing hue, 
And white is fair as Faith to view, 
And Truth is imaged in the blue— 
Red, and white, and blue ; 
Where Faith is free, and Love is true, 
We sow the red, and white, and blue. 
In Hastern lands the seed we cast, 
But thorns would choke, or mildew blast, 
Red, and white, and blue ; 
Sweet Love was lost in Passion’s fires— 
From idol-worship Faith retires— 
And Truth by despot’s power expires,— 
Red, and white, and blue— 
All faded, perished, where they grew, 
The flowers of red, and white, and blue. 

