 | [Poems by Osgood in] The floral offering, a token of friendship |  |
SENSITIVE PLANT ........ Sensibility.
The ear attuned—through Discord's war—
To music's high, harmonious law,
Perceives at once, with shrieking pain,
The one false note that mars the strain.
To music's high, harmonious law,
Perceives at once, with shrieking pain,
The one false note that mars the strain.
Ah! had thy heart, by Love's sweet spell,
Each jarring tone been tuned to tell,
Each chord too rudely strained,—how soon
You'd know that mine was out of tune!
Each jarring tone been tuned to tell,
Each chord too rudely strained,—how soon
You'd know that mine was out of tune!
F. S. O.
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