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Grow many thousands in their marching state, 
Aye, still the child, with pleasure in his eye, 
Shall cry—the daisy !—a familiar ery— 
And run to pluck it, in the self-same state 
As when Time found it in his infant date; 
And, like a child himself, when all was new, 
Might smile with wonder, and take notice too; 
Its little golden bosom, frilled with snow, 
Might win e’en Eve to stoop adown, and show 
Her partner, Adam, in the silky grass, 
The little gem, that smiled where pleasure was, 
And loving Eve, from Eden followed ill, 
And bloomed with sorrow, and lives smiling still ; 
As once in Eden, under heaven’s breath, 
So new on earth, and on the lap of death, 
It smiles for ever. CLARE, 
INQUIETUDE. 
MARYGOLD. 
The marygold, that goes to bed with the sun, 
And with him rises weeping. ANON. 
Mapame Lesrun, in one of her charming 
pictures has represented grief as a young man 
pale and languishing; his head appears to be 
bowed down by the weight of a garland of 
marygolds. All the world knows this gilded 
flower, which has been made the emblem of 
distress of mind; or rather, we should say of 


