COMMON MARVEL OF PERU. 
Amelia, when thy soul shall fly, 
To seek its kindred sphere, 
No useless woe shall dim our eye, 
No wails assail thy bier. 
Thy virtues shall our grief relieve, 
Enshrin’d in mem’ry bright; 
As flow’r that blooms at dewy eve, 
Sheds fragrance through the night. 
The habits, &c. of the plants, to which the preeeding Madri¬ 
gals have pecnliar reference, will he found explained in Maund s 
Botanic Garden. 
