flora’s dial. 173 
JDmmber 27. 
ASH TREE. — Grandeur. 
No ! I shall never lose the trace, 
Of what I ’ve felt in this bright place ) 
And should my spirit’s hope grow weak, — 
Should I, 0 God ! forget thy power, 
This mighty scene again I ’ll seek, 
At the same calm and glowing hour ; 
And here at the sublimes t shrine 
That nature ever reared to thee, 
Rekindle all that hope divine, 
And feel my immortality ! Moors. 
EDmmbcr 28. 
ARBOR YIT2E. — Unchanging Affection. 
Thou and thine shall know no blight, 
Whatever fate on me may fall ; 
Eor heaven in sunshine will requite 
The kind, — and thee the most of all. 
Then let the ties of baffled love 
Be broken, — thine will never break ; 
Thy heart can feel, — but will not move ; 
Thy soul, though soft, will never shake ! 
Byron. 
