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To-day, with pomp of martial show, We hail his natal morn. Who guessed as that poor infant wept Upon a woman's knee, A nation from the centuries stept As weak and frail as he? Who saw the future on his brow Upon that happy morn? We are a mighty nation now Because that child was born. To him, and to his spirit's scope, Besides a glorious home, We owe that what we have and hope Are more than Greece and Rome. A Bouquet Take first a Cowslip, then an Asphodel, A bridal Rose, some snowy Orange flowers; A Lily next, and by its spotless bell Place the bright Iris, darling of the showers; Set gold Nasturtiums, Elder blooms between, And Heart's-ease to the Orchis marry sweetly; Then with red Pinks, and slips of Evergreen, You will possess--all folded up discreetly-- In one bouquet, that none but you may know, The name I love beyond all names below. Lines: "I Stooped from Star-Bright Regions" I stooped from star-bright regions, where Thou canst not enter even in prayer; And thought to light thy heart and hearth With all the poesy of earth. Oh, foolish hope! those mystic gleams To thee were unsubstantial dreams; The paltry world had made thee blind, And shut thy heart and dulled thy mind. I was a vassal at thy feet, And cringed more meanly than was meet, And since I dared not to be free, Was scouted as a slave should be. I gave thee all--my truth, my trust-- I bowed my spirit in the dust, I put a crown upon thy brow, And am its proper victim now. A Trifle I know not why, but ev'n to me My songs seem sweet when read to thee. Perhaps in this the pleasure lies-- I read my thoughts within thine eyes. And so dare fancy that my art May sink as deeply as thy heart. Perhaps I love to make my words Sing round thee like so many birds, Or, maybe, they are only sweet As they seem offerings at thy feet. Or haply, Lily, when I speak, I think, perchance, they touch thy cheek, Or with a yet more precious bliss, Die on thy red lips in a kiss. Each reason here--I cannot tell-- Or all perhaps may solve the spell. But if she watch when I am by, Lily ma
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