A fragment from H.W.Longfellow's Flowers

         In all places, then, and in all seasons,

         Flowers expand their light and soul-like wings,Teaching us, by most persuasive reasons,
         How akin they are to human things.

And with childlike, credulous affection
We behold their tender buds expand;
Emblems of our own great resurrection,
Emblems of the bright and better land.