The Canadian horticulturist [monthly], 1888 . ICULTURIiT. HOPE. BY GRANDMA OOWAS, MOUNT ROYAL VALB, MONTRBAL, / hear the north wind sigh, and say,Soon Ill bring frost and snow. I bid farewell to my flowers to-day,Sweet treasures ! must you go. I may not see you here again, And ere my roses hearts, ivhose love shall never ivane May plant thee near my tomb. Flowers lovelier than mortal thing! Id sleep, if thou ivert near;And all around thy fragrance Jiing, And drop a crystal tear^ Whats loved, in life ; may it be given (If humble the request)To roam mongst flowers in the fields o
The Canadian horticulturist [monthly], 1888 . ICULTURIiT. HOPE. BY GRANDMA OOWAS, MOUNT ROYAL VALB, MONTRBAL, / hear the north wind sigh, and say,Soon Ill bring frost and snow. I bid farewell to my flowers to-day,Sweet treasures ! must you go. I may not see you here again, And ere my roses hearts, ivhose love shall never ivane May plant thee near my tomb. Flowers lovelier than mortal thing! Id sleep, if thou ivert near;And all around thy fragrance Jiing, And drop a crystal tear^ Whats loved, in life ; may it be given (If humble the request)To roam mongst flowers in the fields of heaven, With garlands for the blest! Garlands, to hang on the harps of goldOf my loves ones lost, and found. Now safe within the Shepherds fold,,Where joy and peace abound. Sweet sadness leads me to the throne. My aching heart to make my mute petitions hear His kind / will. Oh tiappy hope ! througJt endless years, Ill sing again their God will change my sighs and tears Into a deathless melody !Deoembkr,
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