IRIS. 



(Continued.) 



She knew she was by him belov'd she knew 



(For quickly comes such knowledge) that his heart 



Was darken'd with her shadow, and she saw 



That he was wretched, but she saw not all. . Byron. 



A lover's look 



Is his heart's Mercury. O ! the eye's eloquence, 

 Twin-born with thought, outstrips the tardy voice, 

 Far swifter than the nimble lightning's flash, 

 The sluggish thunder-peal that follows it. 



George Coleman's Iron Chest. 



IVY. 



Hedera. 



Matrimony. I have found 



One true companion, one dear soul is mine, 

 Whose converse still doth soothe, arouse, refine. 



Howitt. 



One sacred oath has tied our loves ! . . . . Prior. 



Say, shall I love the fading beauty less, 

 Whose spring-tide radiance has been wholly mine ? 

 No come what will, thy steadfast truth I '11 bless ; 

 In youth, in age, thine own for ever thine. 



A. A. Watts. 



Blest in a wife whose beauty, though so rare, 

 Is the least grace of all that round her wait. 



Edwards. 



The pure, open, prosperous love, 

 That, pledg'd on earth, and seal'd above, 

 Grows in the world's approving eyes, 

 In friendship's smile, and home's caress ; 

 Collecting all the heart's sweet ties 

 Into one knot of happiness 



Moore. 



LABURNUM V 

 Cytisus laburnum. 



Pensive beauty. Fair was her form ; but who can hope to trace 



The pensive softness of her angel face? . . Rogers. 



When pensive, it seem'd as if that very grace, 

 That charm of all others, was born with her face. 



Moore. 



Pensive grace 



Was in her every motion, and her look 

 Had something sacred in it, that declared 

 How pure the spirit in that form enshrined, 

 Like light that dwelleth in the diamond gem. S. P. C. 



