Annual Report of the Wisconsin State Horticultural Society

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Page 63 - Then wherefore, wherefore were they made, All dyed with rainbow light, All fashioned with supremest grace Upspringing day and night : — Springing in valleys green and low. And on the mountains high, And in the silent wilderness Where no man...
Page 63 - GOD might have made the earth bring forth Enough for great and small, The oak-tree and the cedar-tree, Without a flower at all. "We might have had enough, enough For every want of ours, For luxury, medicine, and toil, And yet have had no flowers. The ore within the mountain mine Requireth none to grow ; Nor doth it need the lotus-flower To make the river flow.
Page 221 - The learn'd is happy nature to explore, The fool is happy that he knows no more ; The rich is happy in the plenty given, The poor contents him with the care of Heaven.
Page 233 - And deem that death had left it almost fair, And, laying snow-white flowers against my hair, Would smooth it down with tearful tenderness And fold my hands with lingering caress — Poor hands, so empty and so cold to-night ! If I should die to-night...
Page 233 - Even hearts estranged would turn once more to me Recalling other days remorsefully ; The eyes that chill me with averted glance Would look upon me as of yore, perchance, And...
Page 233 - If I should die to-night, My friends would call to mind, with loving thought, Some kindly deed the icy hand had wrought; Some gentle word the frozen lips had said; Errands on which the willing feet had sped : The memory of my selfishness and pride, My hasty words, would all be put aside. And so I should be loved and mourned to-night.
Page 63 - Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears ; To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Page 58 - Your voiceless lips, O flowers ! are living preachers, Each cup a pulpit, every leaf a book, Supplying to my fancy numerous teachers From loneliest nook. Floral Apostles ! that in dewy splendor "Weep without woe, and blush without a crime...
Page 20 - ... vice-presidents of this society. All officers shall be elected by ballot, and shall hold their office for one year thereafter, and until their successors are elected; provided, the additional exesutive members may be elected by the county or local horticultural societies of their respective districts.
Page 60 - Oft, in the sunless April day, Thy early smile has stayed my walk ; But midst the gorgeous blooms of May, I passed thee on thy humble stalk. So they, who climb to wealth, forget The friends in darker fortunes tried. I copied them — but I regret That I should ape the ways of pride.

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