138 flora’s dial. 
©ctober 14. 
CHINA HOSE. — Grace. 
Tyrian dye, why do you wear ; 
You whose cheeks bright scarlet are ? 
Why do you fondly pin 
Pure linen o’er your skin ? 
(Your skin that’s whiter far,—) 
Casting a dusky cloud before a star! 
Cowley. 
(October 15. 
RASPBERRY. — Misery. 
Be it so, we part forever; 
Let the past as nothing be; — 
Had I only loved thee, never 
( Hadst thou thus been dear to me. 
Now, there is a silent sorrow 
That can find no vent in speech, 
Winch disdains relief to borrow 
Prom the heights that song can reach. 
More than woman thou wast to me j 
Not as man I looked on thee; 
WTiy like woman then undo me, — 
WTiy heap man’s worst curse on me! 
Byrok. 
