TIGER FLOWER. 
Sweet Julia, whilst thy raptur’d eye 
Exults in pleasure’s lightness, 
Viewing yon meteor gild the sky, 
Enrob’d in glory’s brightness; 
Tis fled.—So fades the beauteous dye 
That stains my glowing flow’r: 
So wanes the flame that lights thine eye; 
The meteor of an hour. 
Tigrulia Favonia 
