FOR CHILDREN. 989

THE ROSE.

Tue Rose had been washed, just washed in a
shower,
Which Mary to Anna conveyed ;
The plentiful moisture encumbered the flower,
And weighed down its beautiful head.

The cup was all filled, and the leaves were all wet,
And it seemed, <o a fanciful view,

To weep for the buds it had left with regret
On the flourishing bush where it grew.

I hastily seized it, unfit as it was
For a nosegay, so dripping and drowned:
And, swinging it rudely, too rudely, alas!
I snapped it—it fell to the ground! .
And such, I exclaimed, is the pitiless part
Some act by the delicate mind ;
Regardless of wringing and breaking a heart
Already to sorrow resigned.

This elegant rose, had I shaken it less,
Might have bloomed with its owner awhile ;
And the tear that is wiped with a little address,
May be followed perhaps by a smile.
Cowper.

SUNSHiNE AFTER A SHOWER,

&ver after summer shower,
When the bright sun’s returning power
With laughing beam has chased the storm,
And cheered reviving Nature’s form;

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