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On, with intense desire,
ON PLANTING A TULIP-ROOT.
Here lies a bulb, the child of earth,
'Tis said that microscopic power
This, vernal suns and rains will swell,
peep, Like Venus rising from her shell, Amidst the spring-tide of the deep.
Two shapely leaves will first unfold,
in a diadem.
Not one of Flora's brilliant race
A form more perfect can display ;
Yet, rich as morn of many a hue,
Kings, on their bridal, might unrobe
Here could I stand and moralize; Lady, I leave that part to thee; Be thy next birth in Paradise, Thy life to come eternity.
THE ADVENTURE OF A STAR.
Addressed to a Young Lady.
A STAR would be a flower;
its little flame. There on a bank, beneath the shade, By sprays, and leaves, and blossoms made, It overlook'd the garden-ground, - A landscape stretching ten yards round: O what a change of place From gazing through the eternity of space!
Gay plants on every side