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THE YELLOW LILY. 
schoolmistress, Dame Nature; thus their 
productions, like the eloquence of a great 
ancient orator, “ smell of the lamp,” but, 
unlike his productions, have none of their 
vigour and spirit. Herrick, the great poet 
of Nature, is our present authority, with 
whose melody we shall illustrate the idea. 
ILLUSTRATION OP THE SENTIMENT. 
As now the sparkling air by Sol is fired. 
The smiling day Lily puts forth its face, 
Opening its yellow cup; with love inspired, 
Charming Zephyr with all his wonted grace. 
Hastens to fan it with his silken wings. 
She still invites a host of butterflies 
Around her ; fickle, fluttering, giddy things, 
That cause the fair so many hopeless sighs. 
Look here, pretty coquettes, your emblem see; 
In splendour you delight, false though it be. 
Without it pleasure has no charms for thee. 
