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LILIES.
WRITTEN UNDER A DRAWING OF A BUNCH OF THESE FLOWERS IN THE ALBUM OF THE RIGHT HONOURABLE LADY C--- C---.
I
“Look to the lilies how they grow!”'Twas thus the Saviour said, that we,
Even in the simplest flowers that blow,
God's ever-watchful care might see.
II
Yes! nought escapes the guardian eyeOf Him, who marks the sparrow's fall,
Of Him, who lists the raven's cry—
However vast, however small.
III
Then mourn not we for those we love,As if all hope were reft away,
Nor let our sorrowing hearts refuse
Submission to His will to pay.
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IV
Shall He, who paints the lily's leaf,Who gives the rose its scented breath,
Love all His works except the chief,
And leave His image, Man, to death?
V
No! other hearts and hopes be ours,And to our souls let faith be given
To think our lost friends only flowers
Transplanted from this world to Heaven.
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