arachaaee® Zed A TT 2 
There’s not a look, a word a3 thine, 
My soul hath e’er forgot 
Thou ne’er hast bid a vinulek shine. 
Nor given thy locks one iene twine, 
‘Which I remember not! 
~ Oe — 
—————— on 
—< y 
FENNEL. WortTHY ALL PRAISE. The modest, meek, retiring dame! Her house 
Was order’d wal her children taught the way 
ANETHUM. 
wn—she 
SS o 3 von nat alone, and faithful love, iy trust 
Zug yes - Reposed, was happiness enough fo 
i vm D ; Qn ee: Yet who that saw her pass, and aus the poor 
A) TCO SD 8 Be With earnest reoaetiat tions on her 
Attend, could from obeisance keep his eye, 
Or tongue from due applause. In virtue a 
Adorn’d with eure and = n gra 
Unspeakable. 
Old men beheld, and did her reverence, 
And bade their daughie Ts a and take from her 
Example of their future life: the you 
Admired, and new resolve of nile 
Pollok’ s gates of Time. 
Ce eee —- 
or 
oS 
ee 
FASCINATION. She was } 
dream of poetry, that may not be 
Written or told—exceeding lovely Willis, 
Love sits in her smile, a wizard ensnarin gi 
Enthroned in her een he delivers his law 
And still to her charms she alone is a stranger, 
, Her modest demeanor’s the jewel of a 
She bourke. she smil’d, my heart ~~, nes d, 
She charm’d my boul, I wist n 
Yes, she indeed were one on whom to fix my heart, 
- To sit beside me, when my ry were sad, 
And = her tender playfulness im 
Some of her pure joy to Percival. 
Her every tone is music’s own like those of mornin 
rey g 
irds, 
And something more than melody dwells ever in her 
words, 
The oe - her heart are they, and from her lips 
I WouLD KEEP My secRET. Deep in my shut and silent heart 
Deep in my heart that tender secret dwells, 
Lonely and lost to sight for evermore. 
* * * % 
