O THE LADY ROSE. 239 THE LADY ROSE. WHY better than the lady rose Let Nature spread her loveliest, Thou beautiful new-comer, No sweet companion pledges No rose is on the hedges, No violet in the grass. Thou art watching, and thou only, Thus lovely and thus lonely, I bless thee for thy bloom. THE BIRD AT SEA. BIRD of the greenwood, All the sweet waters Far hence at playBird of the greenwood, Away, away! Where the mast quivers, Of wild rose and tree. How shouldst thou battle With storm and with spray? Bird of the greenwood, Or art thou seeking Some brighter land, Where, by the south wind, Vine leaves are fanned? 'Midst the wild billows, Why then delay? Bird of the greenwood, "Chide not my lingering A heart that hath cherished Through winter's long day; A SIMILE. As summer birds and summer flowers, To cheer the heart, so briefly stay, So spirit-pleasures from the bowers Of love and peace soon haste away. But summer birds and summer flowers But O, the blooming prairie ! Here are God's floral bowers; Of all that He hath made on earth, The loveliest are the flowers. This is the Almighty's garden, And the mountains, stars, and sea Are nought, compared in beauty With God's garden prairie free. FABLE OF THE WOOD ROSE AND THE LAUREL. IN these deep shades a floweret blows, "Thou worthless flower, Go leave my bower, And hide in humbler scenes thy head: Where roses are, Thy scents to shed? Go, leave my bower, and live unknown; "And dost thou think," the Laurel cried, |