FLORA’S DIAL. 17 
fmtuarg 22. 
MULLEIN. — Good Nature. 
I know a heart so good, so true, 
With every thought so fresh, so new, 
So gentle, tender, soft, and kind, 
Another such I ne’er could find. 
And whether sad or gay my mood, 
By that dear heart I ’m understood. 
But why does this such joy impart ? 
It is, because I love that heart ! 
Anon. 
Scmnarg 23. 
NIGHT-SHADE. — Warning. 
Thou canst not forget me ! for go where thou wilt, 
Thro’ storm or thro’ sunshine, some vision of me, 
Some dream we have cherished, — some hope we 
have built, 
Shall follow thee, ghost-like, o’er land and o’er 
sea. 
In thine own secret chamber, and glare of the crowd, 
I will darken thy mirth, like the gloom of a shroud. 
Anon. 
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