. Rhymes and jingles .. . The hearts hang close on a bending spray,And every heart hides a lyre away. How shall you find it ? I 11 tell you true :You gently sunder the heart in two,And under the color, as white as milk,Youll find the lyre with its strings of silk. GARDEN SONGS. HOBBLEDY HOPS,. HOBBLEDY HOPS He made some tops Out of the morning-glory; He used the seed, — He did indeed ;And thats the end of my story. RHYMES AND JINGLES.

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