...green aisles, or, stretch M upon the sod, Awed by the silence, reverently ponder The ways of God. — Your voiceless lips, O flowers! are living preachers — Each cup a pulpit ; every leaf, a book, Supplying to my fancy numerous teachers From loneliest nook. Floral Apostles...

...the green aisles, or stretched upon the sod, Awed by the silence, reverently ponder The ways of God, Your voiceless lips, O flowers ! are living preachers, Each cup a pulpit, every leaf a book, Supplying to my fancy numerous teachers From loneliest nook. Here I, O God ! in...

...melancholy image of the decay and imbecility of old age ! In the beautiful language of an English poet, — Your voiceless lips, O flowers, are living preachers, Each cup a pulpit, — every leaf a book, Supplying to my fancy numerous teachers, From loneliest nook. 'Neath cloistered...

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...English poet,— ' Your voiceless lips, O flowers, are living preachers, Each cup a pulpit, — every leaf a book, Supplying to my fancy numerous teachers, From loneliest nook. 'Neath cloistered toughs each floral bell that sw ingeth. And tolls its perfume on the passing air,...

...reverently ponder The ways of God: Your voiceless tips, oh flowers ! яго living preacher«, Euch cup a pulpit, and each leaf a book, Supplying to my fancy numerous teachers, From loneliest nook! Floral ano*t)rsl that in dewy splendor. Weep without ein, and blush without a crinie. Oh may I deeply...

...Your forms create ! Your voiceless lips, О Flowers ! are living preachers, Each cup a pulpit, every leaf a book, Supplying to my fancy numerous teachers From loneliest nook. Floral Apostles ! that, in dewy splendour, " Weep without woe, and blush without a erime," Oh' may...

...green aisles, or stretched upon the sod, Awed by the silence, reverently ponder The ways of God.— Your voiceless lips, O flowers ! are living preachers, Each cup a pulpit, every leaf a book, Supplying to my fancy numerous teachers From loneliest nook. Floral apostles ! that,...

...sweet-smelling savor in memory of those who appreciated his worth ! FLOWERS. * YOUR voiceless lips, oh flowers ! are living preachers, Each cup a pulpit, and each leaf a liook, Supplying to my fancy numerous teachers, Prom loneliest nook ! Flornl apostles I that in dewy...

...PREACHING OF FLOWERS. Your voiceless lips, O flowers, arc living preachers, Each cup a pulpiti—every leaf a book, Supplying to my fancy numerous teachers, From loneliest nook. 'Ncatli cloistered boughs each floral bell that swingeth, And tolls its perfume on the passing air,...