FLORA’S DIAL. 
Sauuarn 7. 
JAPAN ROSE —Beauty is not your only attraction. 
A -woman’s face, with Nature’s own hand painted, 
Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion; 
A woman’s gentle heart, hut not acquainted 
With shifting change, as is false woman’s fashion; 
An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling, 
Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth ; * * * 
And for a woman wert thou first created, 
Till Nature, as she wrought thee, fell a-doting. 
Shakspeare. 
-lannarn S. 
LABURNUM. — Forsalcen. 
Can you forget me ? This is vainly taskin g 
The faithless heart, where I, alas! am not. 
Too well I know the idleness of asking — 
The misery — oh, why am I forgot ? 
The happy hours that I have passed while kneeling, 
Half slave, half child, to gaze upon thy face — 
But what to thee this passionate appealing, — 
Let my heart break,—it is a common case; 
You»have forgotten me 1 
Miss Land ox. 
