flora’s dial. 45 
Jttard) 22. 
MAIDENHAIR. — Secrecy. 
The fountaines smoake, and yet no flames they 
shewe; 
Starres shine all night, tho’ undeserned by day ; 
And trees do spring, yet are not seen to growe, 
And shadowes move, altho’ they seem to stay. 
In winter’s woe, is buried summer’s bliss, 
And Love loves most, when Love most secret is. 
Very Old. 
iftarct) 23. 
WOODBINE. — Fraternal Love. 
Sister, I love thee! Though afar from thee, 
Like starry visions come those darkling eyes; 
And thy sweet voice, with pleasant melody, — 
How often does its mellow cadence rise ! 
When round each shroud, Oblivion’s shroud is prest, 
Thou shalt remembered be, my brightest, best! 
J. W. H. 
Jitard) 24. 
BERN. — Sincerity. 
Give me but thy heart, though cold ; 
I ask no more ; 
Give to others gems and gold; 
But leave me poor! B. Cornwall. 
