^Rair pledges of a fruitful tree , 
Why do ye fall so fast? 
Youp date is not so past, 
put you may stay yet here awhile 
To blush and gently smile, 
jA. nd go at last. 
li\ OSE - dpeauty. 
xllltoope rapturously sings of the Rose:- 
Jffose ! thou art the sweetest flower, 
that ever drank the amber shower^, 
jSose! thou art the fondest'child 
' of dimpled Spring , 
the wood-nymph wild! 
