CHRYSANTHEMUM. 



(Continued.) 



Eloquence glows on your lips, 



When you swear that you '11 love me for ever. Moore. 



Thy words had such a melting flow, 



And spoke of truth so sweetly well, 



They dropp'd, like heaven's serenest snow, 



And all was brightness where they fell ! . . same. 



Her heart all love, her soul all truth. 



Dibdin. 



CHRYSANTHEMUM, Slighted love. 

 Yellow. 



Chrys. Indicum. 



Still dash'd with blushes for her slighted love. 



Addison's Ovid. 



Was it for this I loved him so, 



And lavished hopes that brightly shone ? . . . C. G. 



Did I not love him with the purest flame ? 



And give up friends and fortune for his sake ? Shaw. 



Love's summer flower, how soon thou art decayed 

 Opening amid a paradise of sweets, 

 Dying with withered leaves, and cankered stem ! 

 Gone and the trusting heart which thou hast made 

 So green, so lovely, for thy dwelling place, 



Left to desolation ! L. E. L. 



s 



It may be sport to win a heart, 



Then leave that heart to pine and die ! Westmacott. 



CLOVER, Red. 

 Trifolium pratense. 



Indtistry. If little labour, little are our gains : 



Man's fortunes are according to his pains. 



Herrick. 



One alone 



May do the task of many, when the mind 

 Is active in it Sophocles' CEdipus. 



Industrious wisdom often does prevent 



What lazy folly thinks inevitable. Abdicated Prince. 



Absence of occupation is not rest, 



A mind quite vacant, is a mind distress'd. . Cowper. 



The keenest pangs the wretched find, 



Are rapture to the dreary void 



The leafless desert of the mind 



The waste of feelings unemploy'd Byron. 



Like a coy maiden, ease, when courted most, 



Farthest retires an idol, at whose shrine 



Who oft'nest sacrifice are favour'd least. . Cowper. 



