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Dahlia. — ‘ Heartless Beauty. 
Like a beautiful woman devoid of sensibility, is a flower without 
fragrance! One of Nature’s anomalies, upon which, though we may 
look with admiration, we never desire to place it upon the bosom. 
Though Emily’s loveliness rivals the rose, 
And her manners, in grace, every flower that grows, 
Though her form is all perfect and bright is her 
mind, 
And joy, hope, and youth, on her brow are en¬ 
shrined ; 
Though words that are gentle and tones that are 
sweet, 
From her rich ruby lips, our senses still greet; 
I ask not her notice, I shrink from her art, 
For I know, though a beauty, she has not a heart. 
