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ted by the same beauty as the symbol of sorrowful remem¬ 
brances. 
By this the boy, that by her side lay killed, 
Was melted like a vapour from her sight; 
And in his blood, that on the ground lay spilled, 
A purple flower sprang up, chequered with white. 
SlIAKSPEARE. 
One fatal remembrance, one sorrow that throws 
Its bleak shade alike, o’er our joys and our woes; 
To which life, nothing darker or brighter, can bring, 
For which joy has no balm and affliction no sting! 
Moore. 
SPLENDOUR. 
LOBELIA. 
This brilliant flower is frequent in the southern and western 
parts of the United States. 
She stood ’mid the dazzling insignia of Wealth; 
But the jewels, that shone o’er her beauty and bloom, 
Were less fair than the sunny ray smiling by stealth, 
Through the rose-teinted damask, that curtained the room. 
f. s. o. 
