. Overheard in a garden. THE QUAEREL The Laurel started the affair,Calling the Rose a vain coquette. The Rose replied she did not care What people thought, outside her set. ^Faith, you speak true! the Laurel cried, Roses and Laurels only meet When on the Heros head we you are tossed beneath his The Rose retorted, I could nameMore than one Hero who threw down His precious Laurel wreath of fame For just one Rose from Beautys crown. \a. CS-J The Laurel frowned, ^^ T is as you say,And yet it cannot be gainsaid, Their Laurels are undimmed to-daySave by the Folly of that Yo
. Overheard in a garden. THE QUAEREL The Laurel started the affair,Calling the Rose a vain coquette. The Rose replied she did not care What people thought, outside her set. ^Faith, you speak true! the Laurel cried, Roses and Laurels only meet When on the Heros head we you are tossed beneath his The Rose retorted, I could nameMore than one Hero who threw down His precious Laurel wreath of fame For just one Rose from Beautys crown. \a. CS-J The Laurel frowned, ^^ T is as you say,And yet it cannot be gainsaid, Their Laurels are undimmed to-daySave by the Folly of that Your reasoning s false! exclaimed the Eose, * Your premises are falser yet;Your sentiment is all a pose! Besides — you are not in my set! MORAL Twixt Duty, here below, and Love,Alas ! we see a great gulf fixed; Perhaps they re Introduced Above,In Heaven, society is mixed. 14
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