136 flora’s dial. 
©ctobsr 0. 
SWALLOW-WORT. — Withered hopes. 
The dream is past ! and with it fled 
The hopes that once my passion fed ; 
And darkly die, mid grief and pain, 
The hopes which gone, come not again ! 
Anon. 
©ttobcr 10. 
STOCK. — Promptitude. 
’T is a lesson you should heed, 
Try again ; 
If at first you do n’t succeed, 
Try again ; 
If you persevere 
You will conquer, — never fear, — 
Try again ! Anon. 
©rfober 11. 
RUDBECKIA. — Pure-minded. 
Thine is a mind of maiden artlessness ! 
Unstained, undarkened, by the dross of earth ; 
A soul, that through thine eyes bright beams 
express, 
Thy nature, e’n as noble as thy birth ; 
Whose every glance reflects the gem enshrined, 
Worthy a form so fair ; — the diamond of the mind. 
Anonymous. 
