1.32 FLORA AND THALIA. 



" This modest flower, of humble view, 

 That boasts no depth of glowing dyes, 



Arrayed in unbespangled bhie. 

 The simple clothing of the skies ; 



" This flower with balmy sweetness blest. 

 May yet thy languid life renew :" 



He said, and to the Violet's breast 

 The little wanderer faintly flew. 



LAlfGHORXE. 



TPIE VIOLET. 



The Violet in her greenwood bower. 



Where birchen boughs with hazels mingle, 



May boast herself the fairest flower, 

 In glen, or copse, or forest dingle. 



Though fair her gems of azure hue, 



Beneath the dew-drop's weight reclining, 



I've seen an eye of lovelier blue. 



More sweet through watery lustre shining. 



The summer sun that dew shall dry, 

 Ere yet the day be past-its morrow ; — 



Nor longer in my false love's eye 

 Remained the tear of parting sorrow. 



SIR W. SCOTT. 



