Tuesday, May 1, 2018

There Is Beauty In Flowers




There is beauty in flowers
When kissed by the showers
That fall in the bowers
Of gardens so fair...



Cecily Mary Barker



When music is telling
In notes that are swelling,
And love is excelling,
Aloft in the air.


Birds now are singing,
Deep valleys are ringing,
And harmony bringing
Content to the mind.



Beneath The Blossoms
Cecily Mary Barker



Flowers are caressing,
And sending a blessing
To all now confessing
To be to them kind.

Minds are soon roving
To lands that are blooming
Afar from the glooming
Of woe and despair,


Saying, "Come to the bowers
Filled with rare flowers
Nature's kind dowers
Free as the air."



Cecily Mary Barker



Come, my love, and do not spurn
From a little flower to learn:
See the lily on the bed,
Hanging down its modest head;

While it can scarcely be seen,
Folded in its leaf of green.
Yet we love the lily well,
For its sweet and pleasant smell,

And would rather call it ours
Than many other gayer flowers;
Pretty lilies seem to be
Emblems of humility.

Come, my love, and do not spurn
From a little flower to learn:
See the lily on the bed,
Hanging down its modest head;



I Love To Hear The Story
Cecily Mary Barker



'Tis not beauty that we prize,
Like a summer flower it dies.
But humility will last,
Fair and sweet, when beauty's past;

And the Saviour, from above,
Views a humble child with love.
Come, my love, and do not spurn
From a little flower to learn:

Let your temper be as sweet
As the lily at your feet;
Be as gentle, be as mild:
Be a modest, simple child.




Flower Poem from the publication
"My Flower Pot"
(1848)
 By Rufus Merrill
(1803-1891)
McGill University Archives
Toronto, Canada

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