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HEARTLESSNESS. 
HYDRANGEA. 
Hydrangea Hortensis. 
Language — IIEARTLESSNESS. 
With every pleasing, every prudent part, 
Say, what can Chloe want ? She wants a heart. 
She speaks, behaves, and acts just as she ought, 
But never, never reached one generous thought; 
Virtue she finds too painful an endeavor, 
Content to dwell in decencies forever. 
So very reasonable, so unmoved, 
As never yet to love, or to be loved. 
J Pope. 
1 live among the cold, the false, 
And I must seem like them; 
And such I am, for I am false 
As these I most condemn : 
I teach my lip its sweetest smile, 
My tongue its softest tone ; 
I borrow others’ likeness, till 
I almost lose my own. 
An'oit. 
On thy foi’ehead sitteth Pride, 
Crowned with scorn, and falcon-eyed ; 
But beneath, methinks, thou twinest 
Silken smiles that seem divinest. 
Can suck smiles be false and cold ? 
Canst thou — wilt thou wed for gold ? 
Bakke Cohnwall. 
