124 flora’s dial. 
September 14. 
ACACIA. — Platonic Love. 
Once fondly loved, and still remembered dear, 
Sweet early object of my youthful vows, 
Accept this mark of friendship , warm, sincere, — 
Friendship ! ’t is all cold duty now allows. 
And when you read the simple, artless rhymes, 
One friendly sigh for him, (he asks no more,) 
Who distant bums, in flaming torrid climes, 
Or haply lies ’neath the Atlantic’s roar. 
Burns. 
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Sqtfcinbsr 15. 
BOSE ACACIA. — Elegance. 
Her glossy hair is clustered o’er a brow 
Bright with intelligence, and fair and smooth; 
Her eyebrow’s shape is like the aerial bow, 
Her cheek all purple with the beam of youth, 
Mounting at times to a transparent glow, 
As if her veins run lightning; she, in sooth 
Has a proud air, and grace by no means common, 
Her stature tall, — I hate a dumpy woman. 
Btron. 
