Select poetry.

Hawke's Bay Weekly Times, Volume 2, Issue 59, 17 February 1868, Page 41

Select poetry.

PIOWERS.

•i'Mr.t -iky-'-,- •f• j-..- 1 flpwera:that.glaMehVainiie earth, fieshand fair ' *A® though l the 'clay ttiat gave you birth 1 • .Bore;ndught'of grief or,care.'.- ' : I love to roam where’er, you be,> • ' ■ I love your beauteous'tonnßjto -Bee,- ' - " Clothed injthe riehest bloom. ’

, .You spring as pure on hill As in the nurtured ground, • Tourodor oh thesummer gale: .: < Hath neither cheok or bound; , But glad and free it.hurries by, V The joy of rich; aiid poor, 1 In stately mansion proud; and high, ;i ' And humble cottage.door. ■ •

The earth has scared a.spot so drear : In which ye are not found, J • The -weary-. Btep and heart to cheer, ■ v , With speech,of.yoiceless sound; ' . Still upward do you stedfaSt gaze. . Through sunahine and through showers, -As trustiug all your peaceful ways ; /To Him who made the flowers.

O, lovely flowers! O/beauteoua flowers! ' All;; clothed .with borrowed-; ray, lent tO; you for a few short hours, Then fadiijg all away, . ' . Your tender lives so soon released, Bow down to early rest; - The sun that kissea you from the east, : Both mourn you in the west.

And like the gleaners bending low, : /.jWhere stood the golden slieaves, Arpund.your steins I.musing go, ' And gather up the leaves * That silent, like the snow-flakes, fall ; j As pale and pure as they,, , But sad and sweet mementos all, Of glory and decay.

\ O; -lovely .flowers! with graces rife, ....Though frail and.weak your powers, You teach a lesson by your life, That's seldom taught by ours. ... You look not on .the darkling-earth, . Where'all'things-bloora to.fade; - 1 But on the 1 Author of our birth, -- >' Who loveth all he made. —Australasian/ •' T. D. P.