GILLY FLOWER. 



(Continued.) 



Oh ! the tender ties, 



Close twisted with the fibres of the heart! 

 Which broken, break them, and drain off the soul 

 Of human joy, and make it pain to live. . . Young. 



It is the secret sympathy, 



The silver link, the silken tie, 



Which heart to heart, and mind to mind, 



In body and in soul can bind , 



Scott. 



Oh ! if there be an elysium on earth, 



It is this 



When two that are link'd in one heavenly tie, 

 Love on through all ills, and love on till they die. 



Moore. 



GOLDEN ROD; 



or, Virgo aurea. 

 Solidaga. 



Encouragement. Vivez : le sceptre d'or que vous tend cette main, 



Pour vous de ma clemence est un gage certain. 



Racine's Esther. 



Lady Easy. Pray, when you found you could not like 

 him at first, why did you ever encourage him ? 



Lady B. Modish. Why, what would you have one 

 do ? for my part I could no more choose a man by my 

 eye, than a shoe : one must draw them on a little to 

 see if they are right to one's foot. 



Lady E. But I 'd no more fool on with a man I could 

 not like, than I 'd wear a shoe that pinch'd me. 



Lady B. Ay, but then a poor wretch tells one, he '11 

 widen 'em, or do any thing ; and is so civil and silly, 

 that one does not know how to turn such a trifle as a 

 pair of shoes, or an heart, upon a fellow's hands again. 



Colley Gibber. 



Answer. 



Quelle voix salutaire ordonne que je vive, 

 Et rappelle en mon sein mon ame fugitive ? 



Racine's Esther. 



That word beams comfort * * a ray 



That brightens through the melancholy gloom. 



JEschylus. The Persians. 



Blest be the hour, he cried, that happy hour, 



When first I own'd my Delia's power. . . Lyttelton. 



He found her kind, and soon believed her true. same. 



