THE ENCHANTED PLANTS. 
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When from the myriads all around, 
The accustomed soft and silvery sound, 
Rose murmuring through the shade. 
But chiefly I inclined my ear, 
A curious dialogue to hear 
Between two amorous flowers ; 
What woman but had done the same ? 
For each was talking of his flame. 
Just as we talk of ours. 
‘‘ Let Tulip hear, and judge our cause, 
And we be guided by his laws,” 
A gallant Larkspur cried: 
“Done,” cried a Pink, with double crest, 
Which of us Silvia loves the best. 
Let Tulip now decide.” 
LAEKSPUE. 
When Silvia, goddess of the groves, 
Fnchanted through her garden roves. 
Soon as my tints she spies. 
