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Came forth once again looking splendid and gay, 
And quite the fit thing for the Fete of the day ! ’ 
For old fashion’d plants which old characters bore, 
They suited so well, having worn them before: 
The dresses of Fancy were beautiful too. 
Some freshly imported and all of them new: 
The colours well chosen, well blended and bright 
Such as purple and gold, red, crimson and white 
Whilst Morning lent many a jewel and gem, 
■to sparkle away in a dew diadem. 
A midsummer day when all nature is fair, 
M hen breezes are balmy and sweet is the air, 
Was the season that Flora had fixed for her FWe, 
For Spring was too early and Autumn too late. 
She knew little of Winter except that his frown, 
So, . t0 Wush th ° 'eaves to turn brown; 
And Cupid loves sunshine and never could brook, 
Cold weather, cold words, or a cold icy look ' 
