THE ROSEMARY.
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This shrub has ever been treated with grea,
respect, for its efficacy IN comforting the brain
and strengthening. the memory which has
made rosemary an emblem of fidelity in low
ers. ltwas, accordingly, worn at weddings
end perhaps, on the same principle. at funcr-
ais on which latter occasion, in some parts
Of England, it is still distributed among the
company, wbo frequently throw the sprigs in
70 The grave along with the corrse.---4heneHn
SWEET scented H0wer who art woat 10 bloom
On Jsnuary's front severe.


And DER The wiatery desert drear


To wait thy waste perfume.
Conc, thou shalt form my nosegay now,
And wilt bind thee round my brow
And, as twine the mourntu wreath,
I'll weave a melancholy song, tff.
And sweet the strain shall be, and long.
The melody ofdeath.
Conc. funeral aow'r who lov'st to dwell
With the pale corse in oniy tomb.
And throw across the desert gloom


A sweet deaying SMELL
Come. press my lips and lie with me
Beneath the lowiy alder tree


And we will sleep pleasant sleep,
And not care shall dare ntruie
To break the marble solitude,


sopeaceful and 50 deep.
And, bark the wind god, as be flies,
Means hollow. in the forest trees,
And. sailing on the gusty breeze,
Mysterious music dies
Sweet flower that requiem wild is mine;
II warns me to the lonely shrine,


The caid turf altar of the dead


Ny grave shall be in yon lone spot,
Where, as lie by all forgot,
A dying fragrance thou wilt DER my ashes she'd.


sIRkE WHITE.