Poetry
... ipoetrp. THE VIOLET'S WELCOME. The world hath a welcome yet for thee, Thou earliest born of flowers I Though many a golden hope was gone. And dream that lighted her rosy dawn, Ere the toil of these latter days came on; And her weary children's steps have strayed From their first green dwelling, in the shade Of Eden's blessed bowers, Too far to find on our earth a track That yet might guide the ...