70 love’s token-flowers. 
And remember our meeting, 
’Mid moonlight and flowers. 
HOLLY. —-Ilex Aquilegia. 
, “Am I forgotten?" 
I am not changed, I am not cold, 
Time has not made me scorn or doubt thee ; 
But, since the blissful days of old, 
My heart has learned to do without thee. 
The charm that in thy presence dwelt, 
The spells thy voice could weave around me, 
Are over now, since I have felt 
How fragile were the tie's that bound thee. 
I did not woo thee, mine was not 
A freak of fancy or of fashion, 
A yearning waked to be forgot, 
A dream half sentiment, half passion. 
Something of love, but passion-free, 
Something of friendship but far fonder, 
