20 FLORA’S DIAL. 
laituarn 2S. 
NARCISSUS. — Egotism. 
Dost deem that aught can hide in beggar-rags 
A heart so bold as mine ? * * 
Have I not stood on iEtna, when she shot 
Her fiery livers ’gainst the affrighted clouds ? 
And dream’st thou aught of common danger now 
Can scare me from my purpose ? 
Barry Cornwall. 
Smutarn 29. 
LIVERWORT. — Constancy. 
My love unalterably fixed, — 
With nothing perishable mixed, 
Returned, or unreturned, — the same, 
Consumeless, bums as vestal flame ; 
But if it meet thy favoring smile, 
’T will life of half its cares beguile; 
Like choicest flowers, its fragrance shed, 
And beauty round my pathway spread. 
As richest flowers Death's hand employ, 
Their sweets to scatter, not destroy, — 
So shall Decay, immortal, find 
ifhe beauteous offspring of the Mind. 
0. S. M. Ordway. 
