a 
P Ruta. Adversity. ce 
7 Bound i in thine adamantine chain, 
The proud are taught to taste of pain.” 
Rush, Juncus. | Docility. 
Ranunculus. Elegance. 
Of nature's vied with lilies boast, 
And with the a wid 
re are : pee gs presence reanimates me. 
A light comes o’er me from those gersath ch ye 
Like the first dawn of mercy from above. 
Robbin Runaway, fel 8 Freedom. 
* One word alone can pain 
more than oe ia a free.” 
Rose, full blown, Rosa. _ You are beautiful. 
* Man fo: ancestry 
habe : wot story is told in her eyes.” ? 
Do. Bud. Youth and beauty. 
“ May never less of mirth than now, 
Sit on that smooth unclonded brow.” 
Do. apes red. A blush. 
So sweet apie a 
Even pity wish it less.”” : 
Do. Moss Bud. = Confession. 
« __ The confiiet’s s past, ; 
And I'll consent to love at last.” . 
Do. Monthly. Bes act ee Forever fair. 
“ Formed by the graces, loveliness itself.” 
