372 FORTUNA FLORA. 



VICISSITUDE. 



1. Roses bloom, and then they wither ; 



Cheeks are bright, then fade and die ; 

 Shapes of light are wafted hither, 

 Then like visions hurry by. 



J. O. PerdvaL 



2. When Fortune means to men moat good, 

 She looks upon them with a threatening eye. 



Shabpcare. 



8. The pilgrim swallow cometh 



To her forsaken nest ; 

 So must the heart that roameth 



Return to find its rest, 

 "Where love sheds summer's lustre ; 



And wheresoe'er 'tis found, 

 There sweetest flowers will cluster, 

 And dearest joys abound. 



Mrs. Hale. 



4. O ! life is a waste of wearisome hours, 



TWiich seldom the rose of enjoyment adorns; 



And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers, 



Is always the first to be touched by the thorns. 



Moon. 



6. A blossom full of promise is life's joy, 



That never comes to fruit. Hope, for a time, 

 Suns the young floweret in its gladsome light, 

 And it looks flourishing ; a little while 

 "Us passed, we know not whither, but 'tis gone I 

 Mitt London. 



6. Deal gently with him, world, I pray ; 



Ye cares, like softened shadows come ; 

 His spirit, well nigh worn away, 

 Asks with ye but a while a home. 



Richard II. Dana. 



7. In the long vista of the years to roll, 



Let me not see our country's honor fade ; 

 O ! let me see our land retain its soul ! 

 Her pride her freedom ; and not freedom's shade. 



Keat*. 



