46 FLORA’S DIAL, 
Jttarcl) 25. 
ALLSPICE. — Languishing. 
Near some cowslip-painted mead, 
There let me doze out the dull hours ; 
And under me let Flora spread 
A sofa of her fairest flowers ; 
Where Philomel’s sweet notes shall breathe 
Forth from behind the neighboring pine, 
And murmurs from the stream beneath 
Shall flow in unison with mine 
Smart. 
JHarcl) 2B. 
PITCH-PINE. — Philosophy. 
Here, here are joys alone, say I ! 
’T is here divine Philosophy 
Has deigned to fix her throne ; 
Here Contemplation points the road 
To calm Contentment’s blest abode ! 
These, these are joys alone I 
Whitehead. 
