184 FAIR AND FASCINATING. 
PINK, WHITE. 
Dianthus Albus. 
Language — FAIK AND FASCINATING. 
"What right have you, madam, gazing in your shining 
mirror daily, 
Getting so by heart your beauty, which all others must 
adore, 
"While you draw the golden ringlets down your fingers, to 
vow gayly, 
You will wed no man that’s good to God — and nothing 
more ? 
Miss Bareett. 
You’ll speed your conquering way, I trow, 
Through hearts, however narrow ; 
Those lips are Cupid’s graceful bow, 
That smile his sunlit arrow. 
Mrs. Osqood. 
Our witches are no longer old 
And wrinkled beldams, Satan-sold, 
But young, and gay, and laughing creatures, 
With the heart’s sunshine on their features; 
Their sorcery — the light which dances 
When the raised lid unveils its glances, 
And the low-breathed and gentle tone 
Faintly responding unto ours, 
Soft, dream-like as a fairy’s moan, 
Above its nightly-closing flowers. 
x Whittier. 
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