ROSE, Wuire 
ROSA ALBA. 
ROSE, Wuits, AND 
ROSE, Witp. 
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J AM WORTHY OF YOU. 
TRANSIENT IMPRESSIONS. 
o—let me be 
‘In maiden meditation, fancy free !”’ 
All its i and pains to others I resi 
Be the vacant heart, the careless “aac mine! Moore. 
From love’s weak childish bow I live unharmed. Shaks. 
wf all this heart mie borne for thee, 
By all it suffers no 
My sufferings for you make your heart my due. 
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ryden. 
then this flow 
erfume a its faded leav ne ‘ek eriumpheant o’er decay, 
tid pereags of my changeless love, when Ihave passed 
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What speaks the pale and soot flower? 
Of joy that withers in an hou 
Love, hitherto a transient at 
Ne’er held possession in his b 
We met in cap a seg: and our spirits took their tone, 
Like othe dreams of midnight, with colder morning 
And thinkest t thou to ever win a single tear from me? 
Lig etd won and lightly lost, love, I I shed no tear for 
ee! 
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No vow was ever plighted, we had no farewell to say, 
Gay were we when we met at first, and we parted just 
as gay 
’Twas one of youth’s fair follies by which no shade is 
cast. 
One of its airy vanities, and like them it hath past. 
L. BE. L 
rm more beautiful, 
Houri or child of the air, ne’er glanc’d upen 
s dream.—Her voice was att 
And full of tmasie, and di a 
Like numbers floating from os ‘comet flute 
Caught Barry Cornwa 
8 v5 the sparkling wit, which is like light, 
g all things touch’d with its radiance bright; 
