WOODBINE. 



(Continued.) 



Nature first pointed out my brother to me, 

 And early taught me, by her sacred force, 

 To love thy person, ere I knew thy merit, 

 Till what was instinct grew up into friendship. 



Ours has severest virtue for its basis, 

 And such a friendship ends not but with life. Addison. 



YARROW. 



Achillca millcfolium. 



1 cure. Hear, what from love unpractis'd hearts endure, 



From love, the sole disease thou canst not cure. 



Pope. 



Ah, luckless day ! when first with fond surprise 

 On Delia's face I fix'd my eager eyes ! 

 Then in wild tumults all my soul was tost : 

 Then reason, liberty, at once were lost : 

 And every wish, and thought, and care, was gone, 

 But what my heart employ'd on her alone. Lyttelton. 



Ye, that witness the woes I endure, 

 Let reason instruct you to shun 

 What it cannot instruct you to cure. 



. Shenstone. 



And soothe the pains thou know'st not how to cure. 



Lyttelton. 



If there is on earth a cure 

 For the sunk heart 'tis this day after day 

 To be the blest companion of thy way ; 

 To hear thy angel eloquence to see 

 Those virtuous eyes for ever turn'd on me ; 

 And in their light, rechasteri'd silently, 

 Like the stain'd web that whitens in the sun, 

 Grow pure by being purely shone upon. . . . Moore. 



ZINNIA. 



Zinnia rnultiflora. 



Absence. How blessings brighten as they take their flight ! , 



Young. 

 Now I know 



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What it is to admire and to love, 



And to leave her we love and admire. . . Shenstone, 



< I priz'd ev'ry hour that went by, 



Beyond all that had pleas'd me before ; 

 But now they are past, and I sigh ; 

 And I grieve that I priz'd them no more. . . same. 



All flowers will droop in absence of the sun 



That wak'd their sweets Dryden. 



Love reckons hours for months, and days for years, 

 And every little absence is an age same. 



L'absence est a 1'amour ce qui est au feu le vent, 



II e"teint le petit, il allume le grand. . . Rousseau. 



