12 FLORA’S DIAL. 
Jfotmarg 11. 
LEMON. — Pleasant Thoughts. 
Many a sad, sweet thought have I, 
Many a parting, sunny gleam, 
Many a bright tear in mine eye, 
Many a wild and wandering dream, 
Stolen from hours I should have tied 
To musty volumes at my side. 
Edward Sanford. 
Samtarn 
LEMON BLOSSOM. — Fidelity. 
How blest is my portion! 
No change do I find, 
In the girl in whose beauty 
My hopes are entwined. 
Though the flowers of earth 
Like shadows have fled, 
And the best of its blossoms 
Are withered and dead, — 
Though the cold earth is silent , 
And dreary the hours, 
Ella’s love fades not, 
As fade the flowers! J. W. H. 
