64 TROLLING IN STAFFORDSHIRE. 



It boots not if the pencill'd rose 

 Or sever 1 d ringlet meets the eye 



Or India's sparkling gems enclose 

 The Talisman of sympathy. 



Keep it yes keep it for my sake 



On fancy's ear still breathes the sound 



Ne'er time the potent chain shall break, 

 Or loose the spell affection bound. 



