flora’s album. 
Primrose, Evening. 
“Bashed at the gaze it cannot shun, 
It faints, and withers, and is gone.” 
Clare. 
INCONSTANCY. 
The more divinely beautiful thou art, 
Lady! of Love’s inconstancy hewsbte , 
Watch o’er thy charms, and with an angel’s care 
Oh! guard thy maiden purity of heart; 
At every whisper of temptation start; 
The lightest breathings of unhallowed air, 
Love’s tender, trembling lustre will impair, 
Till all the light of innocence depart. 
MoNiaOMEEV. 
Oh! cold inconstancy! 
This is not woman’s love: her love should be 
A feeling pure and holy as the flame 
The vestal virgin kindles ; fresh as flowers 
The spring has but just colored ; innocent 
As the young dove, and changeless as the faith 
The martyr seals in blood. 
L. E. Landon. 
