(PART II) - MISCELLANY
Books by Mary Baker Eddy

FLOWERS
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FLOWERS



Mirrors of morn
Whence the dewdrop is born,
Soft tints of the rainbow and
   skies - 
Sisters of song,
What a shadowy throng
Around you in memory rise!

Far do ye flee,
From your green bowers free,
Fair floral apostles of love,
Sweetly to shed
Fragrance fresh round the dead,
And breath of the living above.

Flowers for the brave - 
Be he monarch or slave,
Whose heart bore its grief and is still!
Flowers for the kind - 
Aye, the Christians who wind
Wreaths for the triumphs o'er ill!

Pleasant View, Concord, N. H., May 21, 1904.


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