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JOHN AND CHARLES MOZLEY, 6, PATERNOSTER ROW;

AND PARKER AND CO. OXFORD.

1867.

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VOL. 4.

PANSIES.

'Pansies, that's for thoughts.'-Hamlet.

THOUGHTS! Why thoughts? why call ye thoughts, sweet flowers?
Why liken ye to these sad thoughts of ours?

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Thoughts! yes, thoughts; wherefore not thoughts, fair flowers?
Are they all sad and drear, these thoughts of ours?—
Not so, forsooth!

But of complexion varied, like to ye,

All shades, all hues; so call ye thoughts may we
In very truth.

Yes, ye are like to thoughts, but not the whole,
Not thoughts sad-coloured by mere earthly dole,
Or stained by sin;

Ye, dark or bright, wear Heaven's own livery,
And e'en the darkest hath a golden eye
Its heart within.

Our flowers we tend, we water morn and eve,
And dress with richest soil; the while we leave
Our own heart's plot

With rankest weeds o'errun, or e'en at best
Unwatched, unsown, unwatered, and undrest,

A desert spot!

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