AND FLOWERS OF POETRY. 
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YOU PUZZLE ME. 
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LOVE IN A MIST. 
A pretty plant, often cultivated in our gardens, and having, 
as its name implies, a sort of bower through which the flower 
is seen. 
You say that you love me; 
Yet say it with tears, 
Alternately waking 
My hopes and my fears! 
You smile on my passion, 
You pout, as you smile; 
And you turn from my touch, 
While my heart you beguile. 
You bid me begone! 
And you frown if I go. 
Your blushes say “ Yes!” 
While your tongue murmurs, “ No!” 
You kiss me and vow 
That you bate to be kissed! 
Ah ! truly' I’m nothing 
But “love in a mist.” 
F. S. O. 
-j 
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