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ARISTOCRACY. 
CROWN IMPERIAL. 
Fritillaria Imperialis. 
Language — ARISTOCRACY. 
Art thou not noble ? Then thy brow belies thee ! 
Thou art! I read it in thy proud dark eyes, 
Whose glance is truth and love; and in those lips, 
Whose smile is but a ray of the soul’s sunshine ; 
In thy high bearing, in thy movements, words : 
Thou art of Heaven's nobility — as far 
Excelling earth’s, as doth yon winged star, 
Robed in its garment of celestial glory, 
Outshine the earth-bound glowworm. 
Mrs. Osgood. 
In the great world — which, being interpreted, 
Meaneth the west or worst end of the city, 
And about twice two thousand people bred 
By no means to be very wise or witty, 
But to sit up while others lie in bed, 
And look down on the universe with pity — 
Juan, as an inveterate patrician, 
Was well received by persons of condition. 
Byron. 
Howe’er it be, it seems to me 
’Tis only noble to be good ; 
Kind hearts are more than coronets, 
And simple faith than Norman blood. 
