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The Houstonia
Welcome sweet flower, that scent'st the morn,
From the moist earth so newly born,
Sprinkling afar the grassy sod,
Where'er I look for many a rod!
From the moist earth so newly born,
Sprinkling afar the grassy sod,
Where'er I look for many a rod!
In families thou lov'st to grow,
Sweet, social bands, a beauteous show;
As if some secret tie did bind
Each floweret, like the human kind.
Sweet, social bands, a beauteous show;
As if some secret tie did bind
Each floweret, like the human kind.
Companion of the little child,
With eye so blue, and look so mild,
To me as welcome is thy bloom,
As welcome too thy sweet perfume.
With eye so blue, and look so mild,
To me as welcome is thy bloom,
As welcome too thy sweet perfume.
He calls thee, Innocent, a name
Unknown to science, or to fame;
A name that he from Nature took,
Expressive of thy form and look.
Unknown to science, or to fame;
A name that he from Nature took,
Expressive of thy form and look.
Thou dost return, with early spring,
Thy fragrance and thy bloom to bring;
To call the young with willing feet,
To seek thee in thy wild retreat.
Thy fragrance and thy bloom to bring;
To call the young with willing feet,
To seek thee in thy wild retreat.
With them do I, in early May,
Rejoice to greet thee on my way;
And e'en when summer's heats have come,
To find thee still where'er I roam.
Rejoice to greet thee on my way;
And e'en when summer's heats have come,
To find thee still where'er I roam.
In thy slight form, and mild blue eye,
To feel some bond of sympathy;
And learn again the lesson mild,
Thou taught'st me, when a little child.
To feel some bond of sympathy;
And learn again the lesson mild,
Thou taught'st me, when a little child.
Poem No. 768; c. 12 May 1868
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