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...THE LILY, By MRS. H. TIOHI. How withered, perished seems the form Of yon obscure unsightly root. Í Yet from the blight of wint'ry storm, It hides, secure...folds, Nor see within the dark embrace, What latent loveline>s it holds. Yet in that bulb, those sapless scales. The lily wraps her silver vest. Till vernal...

...How withered, perished seems the fbtm Of yon obscure un&ightl) root ! Yet from the blight of wini'iy storm, It hides, secure the precious fruit. The careless...see within the dark embrace, What latent loveliness ii holds. Vet in that bulb, those sapless scales, The lily wraps her silver vest, Till vernal suns...

...tears, An over-payment of delight ! THE LILY. Mrs. Tiglte. HOW withered, perished seems the form Of yon obscure unsightly root! Yet from the blight of wintry...embrace What latent loveliness it holds. Yet in that bulh, those sapless scales, The lily wraps her silver vest, Till vernal suns and vernal gales Shall...

...poem, Mr. Dyce extracts The Lily. How witherM, perish'd seems the form Of yon obsrare unsightly root I Yet from the blight of wintry storm. It hides secure...the dark embrace What latent loveliness it holds. Vet in that bulb, those sapless scales. The lily wraps her silver Test, Till vernal suns and vernal...

...poem, Mr. Dyce extracts The Lily. How wither'd, perish'd seems the form Of yon obscure unsightly root I Yet from the blight of wintry storm, It hides secure...eye can find no grace. No beauty in the scaly folds, Kor see within the dark embrace What latent loveliness it holds. Yet in that bulb, those sapless scales,...

...heaven. 61 THE LILY. VES. H. TIGHE. How withered, perished seems the form Of yon obscure unsightly root I Yet from the blight of wintry storm, It hides secure...the dark embrace, What latent loveliness it holds. Vet in that bulh, those sapless scales, The Lily wraps her silver vest, Till vernal suns and vernal...

...How withered, faded, seems the form Of yon obscure, unsightly root ! Yet from the blight of winter's storm, It hides secure the precious fruit. The careless...the dark embrace What latent loveliness it holds. * Amaryllis lutea. 124 Yet in that bulb, those sapless scales, The Lily wraps her silver vest, Till...

...where God delights to bless, Unemulous of fame. ANON. How withered, perished, seems the form Of yon obscure unsightly root ! Yet from the blight of wintry...find no grace, No beauty in the scaly folds ; Nor sees within the dark embrace, What latent loveliness it holds. Yet in that bulb, those sapless scales,...

...from that delightful poem, Mr. Dyce extracts The Lily. How wither'd, perish'd seems the form Of yon obscure unsightly root ! Yet from the blight of wintry...loveliness it holds. Yet in that bulb, those sapless scale». The lily wraps her silver vêtit, Till vcrniil suns and vernal galei» Shall kiss once more...