







THE BOUQUET.’ 
HOLLY. 
ILEx. 
Domestic Happiness. 
Ou! could I one dear being find, 
And were her fate.to mine but joined 
By Hymen’s silken tie, 
To her myself, my all I’d give, 
For her alone delighted live, 
For her consent to die. 
Together should our prayers ascend, 
Together humbly would we bend, 
, To praise the Almighty’s name ; 
And when I saw her kindling eye 
Beam upward to her native sky, 
My soul should catch the flame. 
Thus, nothing should our hearts divide, 
But on our years serenely glide, 
And all to love be given; 
And, when life’s little scene was o’er, 
‘We'd part to meet and part no more, 
But live and love in heaven. 
FRIsBIE. 

