78 FABLES OF FLORA. 
‘ Human spirits, cursed like thee, 
Have a more unpitied lot; 
Thy repulse can freely be, 
And it always is, forgot. 
‘ But the wretched soul, that darts 
Passion-fire at every touch, 
Wounding loved and loving hearts, 
Suffers wrongfully and much. 
* None his hasty speech forgives, 
None suspects his mental strife: 
Thanks to Heaven, one Being lives 
Who can judge the inward life! ’ 
TUB KAMA. 
We regard the Kalmia, or American Laurel, 
as the most magnificent of New England wild- 
flowers. Our descriptive quotations must, of 
course, be from American poets, who, though 
they have not totally neglected our favorite, have 
been much more sparing of their notice than we 
approve. We have been able to find only the 
following allusions to it. 
' The thrash moumeth where the Kalmia hangs 
Its crimson-spotted cups.’ J. McLellait, Jr. 
