flora’s dial. 
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lulg 1C 
BELL-FLOWER.— Constancy. 
She loves him yet! 
The flower the false one gave her 
When last he came, 
Is still with her wild tears wet. 
She ’ll ne’er forget, 
Howe’er his faith may waver, 
Through grief and shame, 
Believe it, — she loves him yet! 
Mrs. Osgood. 
!nla 17. 
BILBERRY. — Treachery. 
0, maiden fair! how faithless is thy bosom! 
'o love me in prosperity, 
.nd leave me in adversity ! 
0, maiden fair! how faithless is thy bosom! 
The meadow brook is mirror of thy falsehood! 
It flows so long as falls the rain ! 
In drought its springs soon dry again! 
The meadow brook is mirror of thy falsehood! 
Longfellow. 
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