EVERLASTING. Gnaphalium. Class 19. Order 2. An extensive genus ALWAYS REMEMBERED. Gnaphalium, like the thoughts we lovę, SENTIMENT. I think of thee, when morning springs I think of thee, when soft and wide Anon. And when the moon's sweet crescent springs I think of thee-I think of thee. G. W. Prentice. ANSWER. I would not hush that constant theme For every day and nightly dream, Whose lights across my dark brain gleam, Is filled with thee. Atlantic Souvenir, 1832. FLAX. Class 4. Order 5. An extensive genus-the American and European species similar. Flowers blue; sometimes yellow. DOMESTIC INDUSTRY. Inventress of the woof, fair Lina flings The flying shuttle through the dancing strings, Darwin. SENTIMENT. 'Tis happily contrived that man is made E. Lincoln. FIR. (Balm of Gilead.) Class 21. Order 16. A genus consisting of near 40 species, found in Europe, North America, Barbary, India and China. Pinus, balsamea. TIME. And Fir, from which the wand of Time is framed. Anon. SENTIMENT. When summer's sunny hues adorn But when the tints of autumn have The landscape that cold shadow shows Thus thoughts that frown upon our mirth Pinckney. FLOWER OF AN HOUR. Class 16. Order 7. A tropical genus, chiefly found in America and India. The flowers of some are splendid. DELICATE BEAUTY. Why art thou doomed, sweet flower? Is it because thy beauty is too bright, Thou hast but one short hour To spread thy fair leaves to the enamored light? 'Tis thus the loved and loveliest first decayBut their remembrance may not pass away. Anon. SENTIMENT. The lily may die on thy cheek, With freshness no longer adorning; The rose that envelopes its whiteness may seek To take back her mantle of morning; Yet still will Love's tenderness beam from thine eye, And ask for that homage no heart can deny. Thy dark hair may blanch where it bends Over eyes of cerulean hue, That melt with the softness the summer-noon lends To mellow her pathway of blue; Yet long will the smile that illumines thy brow Live on, as it lives in thy loveliness now. Dawes. ANSWER. The spirit hath a chord that clings Mrs. L. P. Smith. The recollection of one upward hour Percival. ANSWER. They waken, Such thoughts as these, an energy, A spirit that will not be shaken Till frail mortality shall die. They make man nobler than his race, And give expansion, strength, to thought: The tears that start leave not a trace, For they are fragrant tears, and fraught Willis. |