ILLUSTRATION OF THE PLATE. 
Fringed Pink. 
Disdain. 
Away ! I seek no smile of thine ; 
Within those shining eyes, 
The trifler’s soul, revealed to mine, 
Doth wear no vain disguise. 
Thy words are weighed with costly art, 
They come not wildly free — 
Oh ! never hath my spirit part 
With one I deem like thee. 
L. H. 
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