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FABLES OF FLORA. 
Helvetia’s rocks, Sabrina’s waves, 
Still many a shining pebble bear, 
Where oft her studious hand engraves 
The perfect form, and leaves it there. 
O long, my Paxton, boast her art; 
And long her laws of love fulfil; 
To thee she gave her hand and heart, 
To thee her kindness and her skill! 
Da. LAxonoBitB. 
TICE STRAWBERRY. 
The Strawberry Flower is the emblem of 
perfect goodness. 
The poets have hardly done justice to this 
modest flower j but we find the following verse 
in Mary Howitt. 
* The poor man has his gooseberries, 
llis currants, white and red j 
His apple and his damson tree, 
And a little Strawberry bed.* 
The strawberry flower is sacred to the fairies; 
who avenge themselves upon those who pluck it, 
by some malicious trick. 
