Show LINES T I 1 I 1 written for the and salisbury horticultural exhibition tenth mo 1858 1853 this day two hundred years ago the wild grape on therl thelver th enver ver side and tasteless groundnut ground nut trailing low the table of the woods supplied unknown the apples red and gold the blushing tint of peach arid and lear bear pear the mirror of the told no tale of orchards ripe and rare wild as as the fruits he scorned to till these vales the idle hunter trod nor knew the glad creative skill the joy of him who toils tolls with god ohl oh painter of the fruits and flowers we thank thee tilee for thy wis t design whereby these I 1 uman hand handa of ours in natures garden arden work with and thanks that from our daily need chvoy the joy of simple faith is born that he e who smiles the summer weed 1 may trust thee for tor the autumn corn give fools their gold arid and knaves their power let tor for fortunes tunes bubbles rise and f fal fai au who sows bows a field or trains a flower of or plants a tree is more than all 4 for he who blesses most is blessed and god and man shall own his hia worth Who toils to leave as his bis bequest an added beauty to the eaith and soon or ate late to all that sow the time of harvest shall be given the flower shall bloom the fruit shall shail grow if not on earth at last in heaven national era J G |