. Oracles from the poets: a fanciful diversion for the drawing room. night, or grows paleWhen mantled in the full moons slender veil. Percival. 56. The lily,Imperial beauty, fair unrivalld one ! What flower of earth has honor high as thine,To find thy name on His unsullied lipsWhose eye was light from heaven! Miss H. F. Gould. 57. The little wind/lower, whose just opend eyeIs blue as the Spring heaven it gazes at;Startling the loiterer in naked pathsWith unexpected beauty. W. C. Bryant. 15* 174 58. The trailing arbutus, shrouding its grace, j Till fragrance bewrayeth its hiding-place. \ Mrs. S
. Oracles from the poets: a fanciful diversion for the drawing room. night, or grows paleWhen mantled in the full moons slender veil. Percival. 56. The lily,Imperial beauty, fair unrivalld one ! What flower of earth has honor high as thine,To find thy name on His unsullied lipsWhose eye was light from heaven! Miss H. F. Gould. 57. The little wind/lower, whose just opend eyeIs blue as the Spring heaven it gazes at;Startling the loiterer in naked pathsWith unexpected beauty. W. C. Bryant. 15* 174 58. The trailing arbutus, shrouding its grace, j Till fragrance bewrayeth its hiding-place. \ Mrs. Sigourney. 59. The woodbine wild,That loves to hang on barren boughs remoteHer wreaths of flowery perfume. W. Mason—The English Garden. 60. The Naiad-like lily of the vale, Whom youth makes so fair and passion so pale,That the light of its tremulous bells is seenThrough their pavilions of tender green. Shelley. YOUR AFFECTIONS? We like not most what most is twin to self,But that which best supplies the void within. -% WHAT GRATIFIES YOUR TASTE, OR YOURAFFECTIONS?. O walk in choice gardens, And from variety of curious flowers Contemplate natures workmanship and wonders. Massinger. You love to wander by old oceans side,And hold communion with its sullen tide,To climb the mountains everlasting wall,And linger where the thunder-waters fall. Sprague. 3. Happy children at their play, Whose hearts run over into song. J. R. Lowell. \ 4. Dogs of grave demeanor, \ All meekness, gentleness, though large of limb. < Rogers—Italy. 178 5. Old legends of the monkish page,Traditions of the saint and sage,Tales that have the rime of ageAnd character of eld. Longfellow 6. Gentleman.— A lock, a leaf, That some dear girl has given ;Frail record of an hour, as briefAs sunset clouds in heaven,But spreading purple twilight stillHigh over memorys shadowd hill. O. W. Holmes. 6. Lady.—Theres little that you care for now,Except a simple wedding ring. Thomas Miller. 7. Fruits that have just begun
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