the language of gems.
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THE LANGUAGE OF GEMS
Fair Flora of late has become such a blue,
She has sent all her pretty dumb children to school;
And though strange it may seem, what I tell you is true,
Already they've learn'd French and English by rule.
She has sent all her pretty dumb children to school;
And though strange it may seem, what I tell you is true,
Already they've learn'd French and English by rule.
Bud, blossom, and leaf, have been gifted with speech,
And eloquent lips breathing love in each tone,
Delighting such beautiful pupils to teach,
Have lent them a language as sweet as their own.
And eloquent lips breathing love in each tone,
Delighting such beautiful pupils to teach,
Have lent them a language as sweet as their own.
No more is the nightingale's serenade heard;
For Flora exclaims, as she flies through her bowers,
For Flora exclaims, as she flies through her bowers,
