How dear the dream in darkest hour of ill, 
Should all be changed, to find thee faithful still ! 
Be but thy soul like Selim’s firmly shown ; 
To thee be Selim’s tender as thy own 
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j , Sart ) BAY WREATH. THE REWARD OF MERIT. ° your desert speaks loud; and I should wrong it, 
PPR Ty. To lock it in the w hens of covert bosom 
§ fy, . | N LAURUS NOBILIS. Ww hen it ph 
aw | fh A forted residence, gaint the tooth of time, 
5 A y And razures of abbas bck ak Shakes. 
The fame that a man wins a is og 
That, he oe ine his o 
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So, man’s true thine must itm nh his own deeds. 
Middieton. 
How vain are all hereditary hon 
Those poor oem from acter 8 deeds, 
Unless our own just virtues form our title, 
And give a sanction as our fond assumption Shirley 
I’ve scanned the actions of his daily life, 
And nothing meets mine eye but deeds of honor. 
Hannah More. 
Good actions crown themselves with lasting Bays, 
Who deserves well, needs not another’s praise. Heath. 
BEECH TREE. Love’s Tryste. OQ! pon can ‘melt ngs psn. “x heart, 
in speech 
meeting her; our bosom’s treasure... . 
‘¢ Where, as dewy twilight lingers, 
O’er the balmy air, love 
Harps seem touch’d by Fairy fingers, 
Wilt thou meet meet me there, love? ‘i 
While vay =“ of love is singing 
Liqui tes, around us flinging 
bee ie ‘the full heart bringing, 
Wilt thou meet me there, love? 
There, where ev'ry opening flow’r 
Thou and I should most, Mes ke. ; : 
ANSWER. 
Yes, there, by sweet endearing stealth, 
Shall meet the loving pair— 
Despising worlds with all their wealth, 
As empty idle care............. 
