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Cupid’s Garden.

O chaste and sweet are the flowers that blow In Cupid’s Garden fair;Shy Pansies for thoughts in clusters grow, And Lilies pure and rare.Violets white, and Violets blue, And budding Roses red,With Orange-bloom of tend’rest hue Their fragrance gently spread.

Other voices, which seemed to belong to the lads and lasses in the garden, joined in the chorus:—

   Love is born of the Lily and Rose,    Love in a garden springs;   With maidens pure and bright it grows,    And in all hearts it sings.
Love lies Bleeding with Maiden’s Blush, Sighing Forget-me-not;While the Gentle Heart with crimson flush Peeps from its cooling grot.
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