FLORA’S DIAL. 
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These wan and wrinkled cheeks, well washt with 
waves of woe, 
May stand for pattern of a ghoste, whereso this 
carkasse go; 
Yet for a just rewarde of love so dearly bought, 
I pray you say, lo, thi3 was hee, whom love had 
worn to nought. Gascoigne. 1560. 
Jttag 31. 
PINK. — Pure Love. 
I ’ll lo’e thee while the lintie sings 
His song of love on whinny brae; 
I ’ll lo’e thee while the crystal springs 
Glint in the gowden gleams o’ day ; 
I ’ll lo’e thee while there’s licht aboon, 
And stars to stud the breast o’ sky, 
I ’ll lo’e thee till life’s day is done, 
And bless thee wi’ my latest sigh. 
K. Hamilton. 
Itttte 1. 
MARJORAM. — Blushes. 
Her cheeks are damask roses, blown in June, 
Being equally with virgin lilies mixt; 
Or snowy milk with blushing strawberries strewn, 
■Where equal strife, the red and white betwixt; 
