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198 CHARMING. 
ROSE, MUSK. 
Rosa Moschata. 
Language — CHARMING. 
It is not mirth; for mirth she is too still; 
It is not wit, which leaves the heart more chill; 
But that continuous sweetness which, with ease, 
Pleases all round it from the wish to please. 
Such was Zuleika! such around her shone 
The nameless charms unmasked by her alone : 
The light of love, the purity of grace, 
The mind, the music breathing from her face, 
The heart whose softness harmonized the whole — 
And 0, that eye was in itself a soul! 
Brnos. 
The ruffling bird of Juno, 
The wren in the old wall, 
Each knew her sweet persuasiveness, 
And came at her soft call. 
Mrs. Hale. 
Time’s wing but seemed, in stealing o’er, 
To leave her lovelier than before. 
Moore. 
Die when you will, you need not wear, 
At heaven’s court, a form more fair 
Than beauty at your birth has given; 
Keep but the lips, the eyes we see, 
The voice we hear, and you will be 
An angel ready-made for heaven. 
