132 FLORA’S DIAL. 
©ctober 1. 
HORSE-CHESTNUT.— Luxury. 
When the days are hot, and the snn is strong, 
I’d lounge in the gateway all day long; 
I’d care not a pin for the proudest lord, 
But I’d lie on my back on the cool green sward, 
With a straw in my mouth, and an open rest, 
And the cool wind blowing on my breast; 
And I’d vacantly stare at the clear blue sky, 
And watch the clouds, as lazy as I. 
Tennyson. 
©rtokr 2. 
JUNIPER. — Protection. 
I have found out a gift for my fair ; 
I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; 
But let me that plunder forbear, 
She will say, ’twas a barbarous deed. 
“ Por he ne’er could be true,” she averred, 
“ Who could rob a poor bird of its young; ” 
And I loved her the more, when I heard 
Such tenderness fall from her tongue. 
Shenstone. 
