flora’s dial. 103 
SlTl£ 30. 
PATAGONIAN MINT. — Virtue. 
Flee from the crowd, and be to virtue true, 
Content with what thou hast, though it be small! 
To hoard brings hate ; —nor lofty things pursue; 
He who climbs high, endangers many a MI. 
Envy’s a shade that ever waits on fame, 
And oft the sun that raises it, will hide; 
Trace not in life a vast, expansive scheme, 
But be thy wishes to thy state allied. 
Be mild to others, to thyself severe, 
So truth shall shield thee both from hurt and fear. 
Chaucer. 
Sals 31. 
OSIER. — Frankness. 
Wretched and foolish jealousie, 
Thou cannot ever enter me!. 
I ne’er was of thy kind; 
Nor have I yet that narrow mind 
To vent that poore desire, 
That others should not warm them at my fire. 
I wish the sun would shine, 
On all men’s fruits and flowers, as well as mine. 
JONBON. 
