FLORA AND THAHa!. 303 



Soon as gentle breezes bring 

 News of winter's vanishing, 



And the children build their bowers. 

 Sticking 'kerchief plots of mould. 



All about with full-blown flowers, 

 Thick as sheep in shepherd's fold ; 



With the proudest thou art there, 



Mantling in the tiny square. 



Comfort have thou of thy merit. 

 Kindly, unassuming spirit ! 



Careless of thy neighbourhood, 

 Thou dost show thy pleasant face 



On the moor and in the wood ; 

 In the lane — there's not a place. 



Howsoever mean it be. 



But 'tis good enough for thee. 



"WORDSWORTH. 



SUR DES CEILLETS ARROSES PAR LE 

 GRAND CONDE. 



"Ey voyant ces (Eillets, qu'un illustre guerrier 

 Arrose d'une main qui gagna des batailles ; 

 Soviens-toi qu'Apollon batissait des murailles, 

 Et ne t'etonnc pas que Mars soit jardinier. 



MADEMOISELLE DE SCUDERT. 



