HOW THE FIRST PANSY WAS MADE.
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AN angel's thought flew down to earth, Borne on a golden beam of light; And pausing, rested in the heart Of a sweet, blue-eyed violet bright. And finding there a flower-soul Free from all taint of earthly pride, The angel's thought would fain remain, And in the Pansy still doth hide. And so these gold and purple flowers, The soft-eyed Pansies which we love, Sprang from the violet which received An angel's thought from heaven above. Lydia Hoyt Farmer.
