Selected Poetry.

Western Star, Issue 969, 1 August 1885, Page 1 (Supplement)

Selected Poetry.

A BOUQUET.

- S _ •F’- SL; . —— I sent my love a golden wreath | Of daffodils all sweet and fair. Their yellow blooms not half so bright j As braidlsts of her sunny hair. 1 sent my love forget-xne.nots, i Blue as the depths of Summer skies, Blue as turquoise, yet not so bright | As living sapphires in her eyes. : -Vi Vv • ‘*' I; sent my love blush-roses pure ! As on the mountain-crest the snow, itot purer, fairer than her heart When flushed by love’s first roseate glow. I sent my love the scarlet blooms Of rice geraniums, rsre and red ; Her lips bat mocked their flowerets, And rendered rubies back instead. 5* ■ V Not all the flowers that bud and blow jTn England’s isle ’neath England’s skies Aw half so sweet or half so pure As is my love in my fond eyes 1 THE LILY OF : THE VALLEY. • (' ■ Her pale white bells in beauty show, Chaste, pure, and sweet as unsunned snow, And tender Reaves of purest green Enshroud the modest valley-queen. ; j:S’ 'vv'" * 0 lily fair, 0 lily sweet, The flower the Saviour deemed it meet To single out for praise Divine, Thou dost not—as do others—shint. In regal coarts in fashion’s maze, But shrinkest from all worldly gaze, And art content obscure to dwell. To bloom and fade in humble dell. Thus doth a spirit lowly, meek, No idle praise of men e’er seek, But lives ail-pure from earthly leaven. Content to please the eye of Heaven.