flora’s dial. 87 
ittavcl) 5. 
HOLLY. — Foresight. 
I know, I see 
Her merit. Needs it now be shown, 
Alas! to me ? 
How often to myself, unknown, 
This graceful, virtuous, generous maid, 
Have I admired! How often said, 
What joy to call a heart like hers, one’s own. 
Akenside. 
JUarrt) S. 
HOG’S BANE. — Deceit. 
Cruel and false! could’st thou find none 
Amongst tho p i fools thine eye engrossed, 
But me to practise falsehood on, 
That loved thee most? 
Farewell! thou pretty, brittle piece 
Of fine-cut crystal, which once was, 
Of all my fortune and my bliss, ’ 
Thp only gloss, 
Now something else, — but in its state 
Of former lustre, fresh and green 
My faith shall stand, to show thee what 
Thou shouldst have been. 
Cotton. 
