THE USE OF FLOWERS. 11 THE USE OF FLOWERS. MARY HOWITT. GOD might have made the earth bring forth Enough for great and small, The oak-tree and the cedar-tree, Without a flower at all. We might have had enough, enough For every want of ours, For luxury, medicine, and toil, And yet have had no flowers. The ore within the mountain mine Requireth none to grow; Nor doth it need the lotus-flower To make the river flow. The clouds might give abundant rain, And the herb that keepeth life in man, Then wherefore, wherefore were they made, All dyed with rainbow light, All fashioned with supremest grace Upspringing day and night, Springing in valleys green and low, And on the mountains high, Our outward life requires them not; To beautify the earth. To comfort man, to whisper hope For who so careth for the flowers THE WOODLAND SANCTUARY F. D. HUNTINGTON. O THOU, that once on Horeb stood Be seen by hearts that yearn for thee. SCENE AFTER A SUMMER SHOWER. 13 O Thou, whose hand poured Jordan's stream, Whose angel-dove hung o'er its wave, The Son whose love a world would save! That holier lake, - Peace, peace to thee! We pray, O Lord, who touched the mount, Of inward life and courage be. SCENE AFTER A SUMMER SHOWER. ANDREWS NORTON. THE rain is o'er. How dense and bright In grateful silence, earth receives The general blessing; fresh and fair, Each flower expands its little leaves, As glad the common joy to share. The softened sunbeams pour around The wind flows cool; the scented ground 'Mid yon rich cloud's voluptuous pile, Methinks some spirit of the air Might rest, to gaze below awhile, Then turn to bathe and revel there. The sun breaks forth; from off the scene And all the wilderness of green With trembling drops of light is hung. Now gaze on Nature, yet the same, Fresh in her youth, from God's own hand. Hear the rich music of that voice Which sounds from all below, above She calls her children to rejoice, And round them throws her arms of love. THE PASTOR'S PRAYER AT SUNSET. Drink in her influence; low-born care, THE PASTOR'S PRAYER AT SUNSET. 15 FROM THE EXCURSION." WILLIAM WORDSWORTH. "ETERNAL Spirit! universal God! Power inaccessible to human thought, Save by degrees and steps which Thou hast deigned To furnish; for this effluence of thyself, Vouchsafed, this local transitory type Of thy paternal splendors, and the pomp Presume to offer; we, who, from the breast Such as they are who in thy presence stand |