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Page xiii - The foxglove, with its stately bells Of purple, shall adorn thy dells ; The wallflower, on each rifted rock, From liberal blossoms shall breathe down, (Gold blossoms frecked with iron-brown,) Its fragrance ; while the holly-hock, The pink, and the carnation vie With lupin, and with lavender, To decorate the fading year ; And larkspurs, many-hued, shall drive Gloom from the groves, where red leaves lie, And Nature seems but half alive.
Page 73 - Sweet wall-flower, sweet wall-flower ! Thou conjurest up to me Full many a soft and sunny hour Of boyhood's thoughtless glee, When joy from out the daisies grew, In woodland pastures green, And summer skies were far more blue Than since they e'er have been.
Page 72 - When blossoms clothe the trees, How sweet to throw the lattice up, And scent thee on the breeze. The butterfly is then abroad, The bee is on the wing, And on the hawthorn by the road The linnets sit and sing.
Page 48 - Where all is peaceful, for all is pure ; And all is lovely, and all endure ; And day is endless and ever bright ; And no more sea is, and no more night ; — VI. Where round the Throne, in hues like thine, The raiments of the ransom'd shine ; And o'er each brow a halo glows Of glory, like the pure White Eose ! LILIES.
Page iv - twas said of Una's, made. Where'er the sinless virgin strayed, A sunshine in the shady place. The snowdrop was her brow ; the rose Her cheek ; her clear, full, gentle eye The violet, in its deepest dye ; The lily of the Nile her nose ; Before the crimson of her lips Carnations waned in dim eclipse ; And...