
FLORA’S ALBUM. 

Pine. 
PITY. 
Thou hast beauty bright and fair, 
Manner noble, aspect free, 
Eyes that are untouched by care: 
What, then, do we ask from thee, 
Hermione, Hermione ? 
Thou hast reason quick and strong, 
Wit that envious men admire, 
And a voice, itself a song! 
What, then, can we still desire, 
Hermione, Hermione? 
Something thou dost want, O queen! 
(As the gold doth ask alloy,) 
Tears amid thy laughter seen, 
Pity mingling with thy joy. 
This is all we ask from thee, 
Hermione, Hermione ! 
Barry CORNWALL. 










