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CONVOLVULI AND MIGNONETTE. 
(beauty and sweetness.) 
How well two maidens may be imaged here ! 
One in Convolvula’s all-beauteous face. 
That with the richest colour deeply glows, 
Conscious and proud of her gi'eat loveliness: — 
And then in Mignonette’s meek humble form. 
Without one tint upon her modest gai’b 
To draw the idle stare of wandering eyes. 
Which greedily the other’s beauty drink. 
How well the young and fair are here shown forth 
For some—aye, many, prize a rosy cheek, 
A spai’kling eye—or lip where rubies strive 
With coral the bright mastery to gain. 
Above all other wealth. E’en like this flower. 
The gay Convolvulus, which spreads her form 
Of fragile short-lived loveliness before 
The flattering beams of the deceitful sun. 
And basks her in his light, and thinks, poor bud 
Of foolish vanity — that such will last: — 
But soon the noontide glare falls scorchingly 
Upon her waning charms—she hangs her head — 
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