FLORA’S DIAL. 103 
Julg 30. 
PATAGONIAN MINT. — Virtue. 
Flee from the crowd, and he to virtue true, 
Content with what thou hast, though it he small ! 
To hoard brings hate ; — nor lofty things pursue ; 
lie who climbs high, endangers many a fall. 
Envy ’s a shade that ever waits on fame, 
And oft the sun that raises it, will hide ; 
Trace not in life a vast, expansive scheme, 
But he thy wishes to thy state allied. 
Be mild to others, to thyself severe, 
So truth shall shield thee both from hurt and fear. 
Chaucer. 
inis 31. 
OSIER. — Frankness. 
Wretched and foolish jealousie, 
Thou cannot ever enter me ! 
I ne’er was of thy kind ; 
Nor have I yet that narrow mind 
To vent that poore desire, 
That others should not warm them at my fire. 
I wish the sun would shine, 
On all men’s fruits and flowers, as well as mine. 
JONSON. 
