God might have bade the earth bring forth Enough for great and small, The oak-tree and the cedar-tree, Without a flower at all. We might have had enough, enough For every want of ours, For luxury, medicine, and toil, And yet have had no flowers. Then wherefore, wherefore were they made, All dyed with rainbow light, All fashioned with supremest grace, Upspringing day and night:— Springing in valleys green and low, And on the mountains high, And in the silent wilderness Where no man passes by? Our outward life requires them not,— Then wherefore had they birth?— To minister delight to man, To beautify the earth; To comfort man,—to whisper hope, Whene’er his faith is dim, For who so careth for the flowers Will care much more for him!
The Use of Flowers
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