ILLUSTRATION OF THE PLATE 
r ringed Jfnut. 
Disdain. 
Away ! I seek no smile of thine j 
Within those shining eyes, 
The trifler’s soul, revealed to mine, 
Doth wear no vain disguise. 
Thv words are weighed with costly art, 
They come not wil Uy free — 
Oh! never hath my spirit part 
With one I deem like thee. 
