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INTRODUCTORY VERSES.
The Wall Flower clinging cheerfully,
Amid decaying bloom,
Tells of the heart’s fidelity,
In stern misfortune’s gloom;
And like the clasping Ivy vine,
When all around depart,
Closer in storms the bonds entwine,
Of friendship round the heart.
And glory’s crown is proudly seen,
In the bright Laurel’s evergreen.
Amid decaying bloom,
Tells of the heart’s fidelity,
In stern misfortune’s gloom;
And like the clasping Ivy vine,
When all around depart,
Closer in storms the bonds entwine,
Of friendship round the heart.
And glory’s crown is proudly seen,
In the bright Laurel’s evergreen.
Hope smiles amid the blossoms white
That crown the Hawthorn bough,
And in the Myrtle’s leaflets bright,
Love softly breathes his vow.
The little Lily of the Vale
Seems sent our hearts to bless,
Still whispering, on spring’s balmy gale,
Return of Happiness.
While blooming on some favour’d spot,
We trust to thee, Forget-me-not.
That crown the Hawthorn bough,
And in the Myrtle’s leaflets bright,
Love softly breathes his vow.
The little Lily of the Vale
Seems sent our hearts to bless,
Still whispering, on spring’s balmy gale,
Return of Happiness.
While blooming on some favour’d spot,
We trust to thee, Forget-me-not.
And quivering to the lightest wind
That fans the summer flower,
The Aspen’s tender leaves we find,
Shrinking beneath its power,
At every trembling breath that steals
Its spreading boughs between,
Each little blossom’s leaf reveals
A pang of misery keen;
That fans the summer flower,
The Aspen’s tender leaves we find,
Shrinking beneath its power,
At every trembling breath that steals
Its spreading boughs between,
Each little blossom’s leaf reveals
A pang of misery keen;
