Amaranth - The Language of Flowers

AMARANTH.

Of this plant there are many species. The prettiest is the Globe Amaranth— flowers red, unfading.

IMMORTALITY.

Oh, not for the hue of thy roseate cheek.
Nor the dimpled rubies that smile and speak ;
Oh, not for the flash of thy glowing eye,
Nor the eloquent sound of thy soft, low sigh,
Do I love thee, bright being of passion and grace!
'Tis the Soul, the sweet soul, in thy beautiful face.
The spirit immortal, the charm that ne'er dies.
That from death and the gloom of the grave will arise ;
It is this that inthrals me : and thou unto me
Art the embryo, only, of what thou shalt he;
For thy mortal shall die but the beauty I love
Hath an endless existence and progress above!