The Voice of Flowers

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H.S. Parsons and Company, 1849 - 123 pages
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Page 43 - Hath meted your robes with a miser's eye, And check'd the blush of your blossoms free; With a gentler friend your home shall be, To a kinder ear you may tell your tale Of the zephyr's kiss, and the scented vale: Ye are charm'd! ye are charm'd!
Page 72 - A CHILD held in his hand a slight, leafless bough. It was like a supple green wand. But it had been newly cut from the parent tree, and life still stirred in its little heart. He sought out a sheltered spot, and planted it in the moist earth. Often did he visit it, and when the rains of summer were withheld, he watered it at the cool sunset. The sap, which is the blood of -plants, began to flow freely through its tender vessels.
Page 88 - MEEK dwellers mid yon terror-stricken cliffs ! With brows so pure, and incense-breathing lips, Whence are ye ?— Did some white-winged messenger On Mercy's missions trust your timid germ To the cold cradle of eternal snows ? Or, breathing on the callous icicles, Bid them with tear-drops nurse ye ?— — Tree nor shrub Dare that drear atmosphere ; no polar pine Uprears a veteran front ; yet there ye stand, Leaning your cheeks against the thick-ribbed ice, And looking up with brilliant eyes to Him...
Page 116 - Ere the wiles of the tempter its bliss had shamed, Or the terrible sword o'er its gateway flamed ? Flowers, sweet flowers, with your words of cheer, Thanks to the friend who hath...
Page 24 - all the watches and clocks were too fast, And old Time ran in spite, lest her pleasures should last." But when the last guest went, with daughter and wife, She vowed she " was never so glad in her life ;" Called out to her maids, who with weariness wept, To " wash all the glasses and cups ere they slept !" For
Page 19 - 't was high time for good Christians to go ; He'd heard from his parson a sermon sublime, Where he proved from the Vulgate, to dance was a crime." So, folding the cowl round his cynical head, He took from the sideboard a bumper, and fled. A song was desired, but each musical flower Had " taken a cold, and 't was out of her power ;" Till sufficiently urged, they broke forth in a strain Of quavers and trills that astonish'd the train.
Page 18 - Look'd haughtily down on their innocent mien, And spread out her gown that they might not be seen. The bright Lady-Slippers and Sweet-Briars agreed With their slim cousin Aspens a measure to lead ; And sweet 't was to see their light footsteps advance, Like the wing of the breeze through the maze of the dance.
Page 43 - A SICK FRIEND. RISE from the dells where ye first were born, From the tangled beds of the weed and thorn, Rise, for the dews of the morn are bright, And haste away, with your eyes of light. — Should the green-house patricians, with...
Page 15 - neath the summer sky, Is sure to wither, and fade, and die. FROM "FLORA'S PARTY." There were Myrtles and Roses from garden and plain, And Venus's Fly-Trap they brought in their train ; So the beaux cluster'd round them, they hardly knew why, At each smile of the lip, or each glance of the eye. Madame Damask a robe had from Paris brought out, The envy of all who attended the rout ; Its drapery was folded her form to adorn, And clasp'd at the breast with a diamond-set thorn. Yet she, quite unconscious,...
Page 25 - And praises its rainbow ray, Till it seems as if, through his raptured eyes He was gazing his soul away." " It may be so," said the Eglantine ; " In a humble nook I dwell, And what is passing among the great, I cannot know so well. But they...

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