HERBS OF GRACE.

Some are for Camphor to put with their dresses,

"Lay Russia-leather between 'em," say some;

Some are for Lavender sprinkled in presses,

Some are for Woodruff, that moths may not come;

I am for Southernwood, Southernwood, Southernwood

(Gardy-robe called, they do say, by the French),

Whisper of summertime, summertime, summertime,

Southernwood, laid wi' the clothes of a wench.

Some are for Violets, some are for Roses,

Some for Peniriall, some for Bee Balm,

When they go church-along carrying posies

(Smell 'em and glance at the lads in the psalm);

I am for Southernwood, Southernwood, Southernwood

(Lad's Love 'tis called by the home-folk hereby),

All in the summertime, summertime, summertime—

Lad's Love 'tis called, and for lad's love am I.

W.B.