




LONDON PRIDE, 
SILENE. 
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THE -B-OUQ wr 1, 69 
Frivolity. 
A PRETTY rainbow sort of life enough, 
Filled up with vanities and gay caprice; 
Such life is like the garden at Versailles, 
Where all 1s artificial ; and the stream 
Is held in marble basins, or sent up 
Amid the fretted air in waterfalls 
Fantastic, sparkling ; and the element, 
The mighty element, a moment’s toy ; 
And, like all toys, ephemeral. 
L. E. Lanpon. 
WELL, Well! adieu forever, 
My heart has broken free; 
I’ve brought myself to sever 
My pleasant tie to thee. 
I blame myself for letting thee 
My better angel seem, 
And forgive thee by forgetting thee, 
As some uneasy dream. 
N. Y. Strate. 

