FLORA’S DIAL. 105 
Augusi 8. 
MOSS ROSE. — Superior Merit. 
Her temper, like her forehead, smooth ; 
Her thoughts and accents formed to soothe ; 
Her pleasing mein, and grace refined, 
Are not so polished as her mind. 
Shenstone. 
August 4. 
MORNING GLORY. — She loves you. 
I am loved ! I am loved ! Jubilitate ! 
Hark ! hark ! how the happy note swells ! 
To and fro from the breezy bells, 
With which the forest melodiously, 
To their banquet halls invite the bee ; — 
11 He is loved ! he is loved ! Jubilitate ! ” 
Bulwer. 
August 5. 
HUNDRED-LEAVED ROSE. — Dignity of Mind. 
Oh ’. 5 tis great, godlike, to spurn 
All low and grovelling things ; 
And with quenchless ardor yearn 
For Intellect’s pure springs, — 
To climb the highest heights of fame, 
And write a glorious, deathless name ! 
Anon. ' 
