flora’s dial. 
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iTcbrnnrp 3 . 
SAFFRON. — Beware ! 
And wouldst thou seek the low abode 
Where peace delights to dwell ? 
Pause, dearest, on thy way of life! 
With many a snare and peril rife 
Is that long labyrinth of road! Southey. 
iFpbntarti 4. 
PANSY. — I think of thee. 
I think of thee at morn, when glisten 
The tearful dew-drops on the grass; 
I think of thee at eve, and listen, 
When the low, whispering breezes pass. 
The words that once were wont to greet me, 
Alas! they ’re gone! no more they ’ll meet me; — 
I think of thee! 
E. R. H. 
JTcbrnarr) 5. 
MARSHMALLOW. — Unmarried. 
I’m single yet! I’m single yet! 
And years have flown since I came out! 
In vain I sigh, in vain I fret, — 
Bless me! what are the men about ? Morris. 
