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the hereafter, When we range with the Seraphim, Happiness will be augmented By the kindly presence of Tim. We trust an expanded mission Will fill us with joy to the brim, As we ramble the fields of glory, With genial and faithful friend Tim. THE UNWRITTEN LETTER. On receiving sprigs of Forget-me-not and Lilly-of-the-Valley in envelope, through mail, with no note or name inclosed. In form it was a letter, Unique in its every part, The expression could not be better, For it touched my inmost heart. No pen had marred its beauty, No ink had traced a line, It did its silent duty Like a messenger divine. Upon its page was written No English, French, nor Greek; But a universal language That only flowers can speak. The colors were pure whiteness And heavenly tints of blue, Excelling all the brightness That art can bring to view. The Lily-of-the-Valley And sweet Forget-me-not, That grow where perfumes dally In sweet secluded spot, When sent to tell some story That words cannot express, Are fraught with special glory And richest tenderness. Their perfumes speak of gladness, Their colors of delight, They neutralize dull sadness, Turn darkness into light. They link the heart of sender To heart to which they're sent, And unto both will render The sweetness of content. I love them for their clearness, Their whiteness and their blue; But added to such dearness Is the thought they came from you. ALL THINGS ARE SECOND-HANDED. On being asked to write an original poem. "There's no new thing under the sun," Said the ancient priest and preacher; What seems now new is only done To quicken some old feature That lies effete, or badly worn, And lacks its pristine rigor, That needs an energizing touch To give it life and vigor. The sun that shines on us to-day, Shone on our ancient parents Who walked upon the primal clay; And science fully warrants That not one atom has been lost, And not one atom added To all the atom matter host, Although some forms have faded. The gorgeous colors that are cast On cloud-land morn and even, Are but reflections of the past
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