108 flora’s dial. 
August 10. 
WHORTLEBERRY. — Treachery. 
Thy deceits 
Give us clearly to comprehend, 
Whither tend 
All thy pleasures, all thy sweets ! 
They are cheats, 
Thoms helow, and flowers above. 
Ah Love ! 
Perjured, false, treacherous Love! 
Longfellow. 
August 11. 
VV lLLOW-HERB. — Pretension. 
Ah! sad it is when lips have spoken, 
And love on one hath set his token, 
To find the heart we deemed our own, 
Yibrates not with a single tone 
Of those intense and passionate lays 
It feigned so well in other days ! 
Anon. 
