ve set 
re thee, 
ie for me 
DAMS, 

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FLORA’S ALBUM. 
Pine Apple. 
YOU ARE PERFECT. 
Admired Miranda! 
Indeed the top of admiration ; worth 
What ’s dearest to the world! Full many a lady 
I have eyed with best regard; and many a time 
The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage 
Brought my too diligent ear ; for several virtues 
Have I liked several women; never any 
With so full soul but some defect in her 
Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owned, 
And put it to the foil. But you, oh! you, 
So perfect and so peerless, are created 
Of every creature’s best. 
SHAKSPEARE, 
I never saw a form before 
Of such unrivalled loveliness, 
Nor one who was of earth, who wore 
The look of heayen upon her face. 
I never knew a heart so kind, 
Such tears for others’ misery flow, 
Nor saw a hand so gladly bind 
The crushed and bleeding heart of woe. 
Miss P. Carry. 






























