. Captive memories;. Flowers; Flowers in literature. RHMINISCENCE. ''" A HOVE the roar of the crowded street. ^*- Above the tramp of hiirryiiii;- feet. 1 heard a flower-seller cry. "Arbutus Hlossonis. Who will buy ?" Arbutus Blossoms. They were the flowers That grew in boyhood's happy hours,— The flowers we sought for the May-day Fair— And kept the best for our sweetheart's hair. How litlle tlie llower-seller knew What wealth of fragrance in them grew! To him they were simply Arbutus Mowers; To me. the memories of golden hours. And so 1 si-nd ihem to you, to wear Again, in tlu'
. Captive memories;. Flowers; Flowers in literature. RHMINISCENCE. ''" A HOVE the roar of the crowded street. ^*- Above the tramp of hiirryiiii;- feet. 1 heard a flower-seller cry. "Arbutus Hlossonis. Who will buy ?" Arbutus Blossoms. They were the flowers That grew in boyhood's happy hours,— The flowers we sought for the May-day Fair— And kept the best for our sweetheart's hair. How litlle tlie llower-seller knew What wealth of fragrance in them grew! To him they were simply Arbutus Mowers; To me. the memories of golden hours. And so 1 si-nd ihem to you, to wear Again, in tlu' oid-linn' wa\'. in \our hair ; 'Tis the old-time gift, with the old-time greeting, My heart has ever been Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of these illustrations may not perfectly resemble the original White, James Terry, 1845-1920. [from old catalog]. New York, J. T. White and company
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