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macintosh may be safely dispensed with. The fol- 

 lowing lines were composed in illustration of this 

 circumstance. 



TO THE PINK-EYED PIMPERNEL. 



* 



" Clos'd is the pink-eyed Pimpernel." 



Dr. JENNKH 



Come, tell me thou coy little flower 



Converging thy petals again, 

 What gives thee the magical power 



Of shutting thy cup on the rain ? 



While many a beautiful bow'r 



Is drench'd in nectareous dew, 

 Seal'd up is your scarlet-ting'd flow'r, 



And the rain peals in vain upon you. 



The cowslip and primrose can sip 



The pure " mountain dew" as it flows, 

 But you, ere it touches your lip 



Coyly raise your red petals and close. 



The rose and the sweet briar drink 



With pleasure the stores of the sky, 

 And why should your modesty shrink 



From a drop in that little pink eye ? 



As churlishly thus you deny 



A pledge to the flow'rs of the plain, 

 May I ask if your brilliant pink eye 



Frowns on others as well the rain ? 



If a drop is too much for your head, 



That thus you the nectar exclude, 

 When the sun gleams the rainbow to spread, 



You must think e'en the sunbeams too rude ! 



But no ! 'tis not so, calm and bright 



The tempest has fled from the skies, 

 The sun has illumin'd the height, 



And Miss Pimpernel opens her eyes ! 



