ACACIA, Wuire. 
The flower. 
R. PSEUDO ACACIA. 
Common Locust Tree. 
To these resistless grace impar 
That look of sweetness Fs to please, 
That elegance devoid of ar 
That dignity that’s lost in ease 
The feeling heart, rey of life, 
And elegance, and 
ACACIA, YELLow. ConceaLtep Love. 
Tard is the fate of him who loves, 
Yet dares not tell his trembling pain Thomson. 
Much he labored to conceal 
Il he owned its hidden pow: er; 
With basta dwelling on aint name, 
He soothed the solitary hou Cartwright. 
How long must I conceal, 
What yet at heart pad wish were known? 
Fire, that ’s closest kept, burns most of all... . Shaks. 
Nor less was she in heart Rapier 
But that she masked it with modesty, 
For fear she should of chan *e dete 
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nser’ s ga Queene. 
She felt his flame; but deep within her breast, 
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In sidelong glances fro r downcast eye, 
Or from her swelling seal i in stifled ae . Thomson. 
She longed her ~ioagen ‘rp to revi 
To catch rete voice, and to return the sound. 
Addison’ s Ovid, 
ADONIS, Fros. 
ADONIS AUTUMNALIS. 
Pheasant’s Eye, or Red Morocco. 
SorrowFut ReEMEMBRANCES. 
Oh! never ~ — love successfully with 
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t thou deem 
It such an easy task from the fond breast 
To root affection out? 
Unequal: task | la ens A bis sid 
For Ch, 
Oh! to forget her !—but how vain each a 
Whilst every virtue lives imprinted on my hes. Shaw. 
Too faithful memory—cease—o 
How shall I e’er regain my peace ! 
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