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WOODBINE. ClattS. Order*. The Bams 



Very fragrant. 



FRATERN \L LOVE. 



And though that were chaplets on their hede 

 Of freshe Woodbind be such as never were 

 To love untrue in word, in thought, in dede. 



Chaucer. 



SENTIMENT. 



Yes, dear one, to the envied train 



Of those around, thy homage pay; 

 But wilt thou never kindly deign 



To think of him that 's far away? 

 Thy form, thine eye, thine angel smile, 



For many years I may not see; 

 But wilt thou not sometimes the while, 



My sister, dear, remember me ? 



Remember me, I pray but not 



In Flora's gay and blooming hour, 

 When every brake hath found its note, 



And sunshine smiles in every flower; 

 But when the falling leaf is sear, 



And withers sadly from the tree, 

 And o'er the ruins of the year 



Cold autumn weeps, remember me. 



Remember me not, I entreat, 



In scenes of festal week-day joy ; 

 For then it were not kind or meet 



Thy thoughts thy pleasures should alloy; 

 But on the sacred sabbath day, 



And, dearest, on thy bended knee, 

 When thou for those thou lov'st dost pray, 



Sweet sister, then remember me. 



Rlu-ard Eixrett. 



