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LANGUAGK AND 
Corinth, who, to escape from the persecutions 
of her lovers, attempted to seclude herself in 
the Temple of Diana; being forced from her 
sanctuary by the clamor of the people, she 
prayed the gods to metamorphose her into a 
flower, and the rose, into which she was changed, 
still bears the blushes that dyed her cheeks 
when forced to expose herself to public gaze. 
The fragrance with which this u earth star” 
is so richly endowed, is stated by those same poet¬ 
ical ancients to be derived from a cup of nectar 
thrown over it by Cupid; and its thorns, they 
say, are the stings of the bees with which the 
arc of his bow was strung. 
ROSE, DEEP RED. 
Rosa Rubor. 
BASHFUL LOVE. 
The blushing rose that hangs its head, 
Or meets the sun with shrinking dread, 
Conceals within its heart a flame 
Which from that glowing noontide came. 
So have / loved—but some strange spell 
Forbids my heart its tale to tell; 
Here,—take this simple rose, and feel 
The love my lips dare not reveal. 
