Poems by Mary Baker Eddy 25
FLOWERS
1 MIRRORS of morn
Whence the dewdrop is born,
3 Soft tints of the rainbow and
skies —
Sisters of song,
6 What a shadowy throng
Around you in memory rise!
Far do ye flee,
9 From your green bowers free,
Fair floral apostles of love,
Sweetly to shed
12 Fragrance fresh round the dead,
And breath of the living above.
Flowers for the brave —
15 Be he monarch or slave,
Whose heart bore its grief and is still!
Flowers for the kind —
18 Aye, the Christians who wind
Wreaths for the triumphs o'er ill!
Pleasant View, Concord, N. H., May 21, 1904.