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HYACINTH, Wuire. 
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UNOBTRUSIVE LOVELINESS. 
She ae th’ illusion—blest his 
And wildly magnified his er tn ast 
Maliieg life’s reality contai 
One, heretofore, her = ia but Pigneed 
Whose love eck make roud ; 
ime and 
o passion raised that mae dial of Poanr4on 
‘ Campbell’ s Julia. 
She bore herself 
So gently, that the lily on its stalk 
nds not so easily its dewy head 
And all her looks a calm disclose 
Of innocence and truth 
Thy bright ones free 
Like glances from a pleind ha 
Thy sad ones sweetly sad 
Thy mild looks are all awe 
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May the snowy win 
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HYACINTH, Yetiow. 
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Waa 
WY HYDRANGER. 
HYDRANGEA HORTENSIS. 
THE HEART DEMANDS OTHER 
INCENSE THAN FLATTERY. 
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A poasterR. One whom the music of his own vain tongue 
harmon 
Call you me fair? That fair again unsay!... Shakes. 
Happy is Herm 
For she hath blessed, and sskesctiva' eyes 
How came her eyes so bright? Not with nee tears— 
If so, my eyes are oftener “washed than h . Same. 
How happy some, o’er other some; Ae be! 
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as she. 
B ? Demetrius thinks nik so. 
. He will not know what all but he do know. . 
.. Same. 
ANSWER. 
A Not Hermia, but Helena, do I lo 
Who w seas not mili a raven ‘ect a dove? 
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Reason Secua oe masa to my will, 
And leads me to you whie T aloud 
ie s stories, etilon in ee s richest book. . . Shaks. 
Doth ravish, like enchanting 
The lad of all sufficient merit, a 
With modesty, ne’er damps his spirit. 
The breath of others raises our renown ; 
Our own, as surely blows the pageant down; 
Take up no mo ore than you by worth can ¢ laim, 
Lest soon you pois a oo in ad fame. 
esiati honor, Vee phot is si 
