FLORA AND THALIA. 163 



Let sickness blast, let death devour, 

 If heaven but recompense our pains ; 



Perish the grass and fade the flovrer, 

 If firm the word of God remains ! 



C. WESLEX. 



The twining jasmine and the blushing rose, 

 With lavish grace their morning scents disclose ; 

 The smelling tuberose and jonquil declare 

 The stronger impulse of an ev'ning air. 



pRion. 



