TIIE ENCHANTED PLANTS. 
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The Flower, as a Lady spoke first 
And (illiberal Satire says) most, 
Sweets, garlands, charms, emblems rehearsed, 
And made lovers, and sonnets, her boast. 
But this was so common a ditty, 
And the shrub held her merits so cheap. 
That he swore she was pretty and witty, 
And besought her her counsel to keep. 
u Thy delights,” added he, “ are confessed. 
Truly nature has made thy race fair, 
But thy beauties by monarchs caressed, 
Thy favors e’en cottagers share. 
a We shrubs of a lineage refined, 
Ne’er stoop with plebeians to bloom, 
Though Syringas, of ignoble kind, 
By chance may the village perfume. 
“ So graceful our flexible arms, 
Such fragrance our blossoms exhale, 
That e’en forest-trees envy our charms, 
And parterres with vexation turn pale.” 
