FABLES OF FLORA. 31 
character is thus finely described by the Quaker 
poet, Bernard Barton. 
‘It changes not, as seasons flow 
Tn changeful, silent course along, 
Spring finds it verdant — leaves it so i 
It outlives Summer’s song. 
Autumn no wan nor russet stain 
Upon its fadeless glory flings; 
And Winter o’er it sweeps in vain, 
With tempest on his wings.’ 
FABLE IX. 
The Sunflower and the Ivy. 
As duteous to the place of prayer, 
Within the convent’s lonely walls, 
The holy sisters still repair, 
What time the rosy morning calls; 
So fair, each mom, so full of grace, 
Within their little garden reared, 
The flower of Phoebus turned her face, 
To meet the Power she loved and feared. 
Ana when, along the rising sky, 
Her god in brighter glory burned, 
Still there her fond, observant eye, 
And there her golden breast she turned. 
