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'T'HOU hast no truth to prove, fair Eloise; 
And I say thou art false, who loved thee most; 
Then spare us both these feints and artful words. 
I could forgive thee if thou didst not play 
The actress with me now. And now I go; 
But ere I go, I’ll say I do forgive thee. — Frances A. Fuller. 
Our doubts are traitors, 
And make us lose the good we oft might win, 
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By fearing to attempt. —Shakespeare. 
IFE’S sunniest hours are not without 
TIT HO should be trusted now, when one’s right 
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Is perjur’d to the bosom? Proteus, 
I am sorry, I must never trust thee more, 
But count the world a stranger for thy sake; 
The private wound is deepest. —Shakespeare. 
’HIS, this has thrown a serpent to my heart, 
While it o’erflowed with tenderness, with joy, 
With all the sweetness of exulting love; 
Now naught but gall is there, and burning poison. —Thompson. 
T IFE’S sum 
^ The shadow of some lingering doubt. 
— Whittier. 
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/W DOUBT! O doubt! I know my destiny; 
^ I feel thee fluttering bird-like in my breast; 
I cannot loose, but I will sing to thee, 
And flatter thee to rest. 
There is no certainty, “ my bosom’s guest,” 
No proving for the things whereof ve wot; 
For, like the dead to sight unmanifest, 
They are, and they are not. —Jean Ingelovj. 
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llanunculus liens. Natural Order: Ranunculacece—Crowfoot Family. 
UAINT is the fancy that attaches in the minds of the young 
to this common plant, so beautifully characterized by the 
poet Robert Browning as “the little children’s dower.” 
The very name calls up the picture of children crouching 
in the grass, and holding the golden blossoms under each 
other’s chin to see if by the reflection they love butter, feel¬ 
ing assured that the least yellow gleam is indicative that their bread 
should be thickly spread with that golden and necessary product of 
the dairy. The leaves drop from the plant easily, and frequently the 
least touch will cause the petals of the flowers to fall in a golden 
shower. 
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