ittaj] 2G. 
PHLOX.— Unanimity. 
Prom the gay world we ’ll oft retire, 
To our own family and fire, 
Where love our hours employs; 
No noisy neighbors enter there, 
No intermeddling strangers near 
To spoil our heartfelt joys. 
The world hath nothing to bestow, 
Prom our own selves our bliss will flow, 
And from our quiet home. 
Colton. 
ilTaji 27. 
MEADOW-SWEET. — Uselessness. 
Tet for all this parade, 
You are but a dull blade, 
And your face is all scragged and raw; 
Though you’ve hacked, and have hewed, 
And have squeezed, and have stewed, 
You are now not all worth a straw. 
Jago. 
