FLORA’S DIAL. 69 
iiTan 13. 
STRAY,'BERRY. — Perfection. 
Oh! do not die, for we shall hate 
All women so when you are goae, 
That thee I shall aot celebrate, 
Whea I rerueaiber thou wast oae. 
But yet thou caast aot die, I know; 
To leave this world behiad is death ; 
But whea thou from this world wilt go, 
The whole world vapors in thy breath. 
^ Donne. 
ittan 14. 
SUMACH. — Intellectual Greatness. 
See yon delicious woodbines rise, 
By oaks exalted to the skies; 
So view in this maid’s matchless mind, 
Humility and greatness joined. 
To paint her dignity and ease, 
Formed to command, and formed to please, 
In wreaths expressive be there wove 
The birds of Venus and of Jove. 
Smart. 
