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Title: Pictures and flowers for child-lovers
Year: 1861 (1860s)
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Subjects: Children in literature English poetry
Publisher: Boston : Walker, Wise and company
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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mothers breast. WiiEKE cliildrcn are, there is the Golden age. NOVAUS. 144 riCTURES AND FLOWERS. THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS. There is a reaper whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen,He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. Shall I have naught that is fair, saith he,Have naught but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to meI will give them all back again. He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes. He kissed their drooping leaves ;It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. My Lord has need of these flowerets gay, The Reaper said, and smiled: Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child. THE REAPER AND THE FLOAVERS. They all shall bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care,And samts, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear. And the mother gave, in tears and pain,The flowers she most did love; She knew she should find them all againIn the fields of light above. 145
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TnERE is nothing innocent or good, that dies andis forgotten. Let us hold to that faith. An infimt,a prattling cliild, dying in its cradle, will live againin the better thouglits of those who loved it. WhenDeath strikes down the innocent and young, for 146 PICTURES AND FLOWEKS. every fragile form whose spiiit is freed a hundredvirtues rise, iu shapes of mercy, charity, and love,to walk the world, and bless it with their light. Ofevery tear that sorrowing mortals shed on such greengi-aves, some good is born, some gentler naturecomes. In the Destroyers steps there spring upbright creations that defy his power, and his darkpath becomes a way of light to Heaven. Charles Dickens. THE LITTLE STEP-SON. I HAVE a little step-son, the loveliest thing ahve,A noble, sturdy boy is he, and yet he s only five;His smooth cheek hath a blooming glow, his eyes are black as jet.And his lips are hke two rose-buds, all tremulous and wet.His days pass off in sunshine, in laughter and in song.As careless as

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