flora’s dial. 127 
September 20. 
CHINA PINK. — Aversion. 
As a low trailing vine, 
Hatli round a young tree twined, 
And with its slender tendrils, 
Sought the proud tree to hind, — 
Till the wild tempest came, 
And tore it from its side, 
And all along the earth 
It dar^jjy, sadly died, — 
So the wmSs of scorn and pride, 
Have swept my heart from thine, 
And though I die without thee, 
Thou never shalt be mine! J. W. H. 
September 21. 
CORN. — Quarrel. 
I will not ask thee to return 
Each gage d'amour or lover’s token, 
Which I had given thee, before 
The links between us had been broken. 
They were not much, —but oh, that brooch! 
If for my sake thou ’st deigned to save it, 
Eor that at least I must encroach; 
It was n’t mine, although I gave it! Anon. 
