Colonial Echo, 1899 . side sat sinilinf;;She fold my fortune true that day. While liy the edge beguiling. She loves yon well. the petals fidlUpon the glass there growing—On cheek and brow a crimson tides when inward flowing. She loves you not. the voice said low—My brow with j)ain contracted;r looked info soft browti eyesTo see what was enacted. ? ,She loves you well, she loves you tiot,Her lips began to quiver;My heart was in my eyes that da,\.Down there beside the river. The daisys head was near bereft Of bright and shining petals:T fear the test. I watch and waif. While gloo
Colonial Echo, 1899 . side sat sinilinf;;She fold my fortune true that day. While liy the edge beguiling. She loves yon well. the petals fidlUpon the glass there growing—On cheek and brow a crimson tides when inward flowing. She loves you not. the voice said low—My brow with j)ain contracted;r looked info soft browti eyesTo see what was enacted. ? ,She loves you well, she loves you tiot,Her lips began to quiver;My heart was in my eyes that da,\.Down there beside the river. The daisys head was near bereft Of bright and shining petals:T fear the test. I watch and waif. While gloom around nie .settles. She loves you not. her dancing eyesAnd pouting li])s say laughing:I look again, not one is me! harsh Fate seems scoffing. On me she cast a roguish look. One finger small uplifted:When lo! a tiny leaflet bright Down at my feet was drifted. She loves me well? Oh. tell me dear,T asked in accents sweetly smiled, cast down her eyes; The daisy true has s|)oken. —C. H. L. 128. ii ^^ Nina, my sweet hcaii, Niiui, iii^S love, W itii \c)iir eyiS like the siuibciinis that sliiiie from nhovi\\l\\ ilrciiipiiif^- those eveliils, wliy i)eiisive tliat m\ (iailiiiL!. Nina, tlie fair-. Nina, the ecnilc, Nina, the yay, Ciinie ope tln)se brii^lil portals, an<l let tliy i^lanee stray:Thy look with its sweetness my sad iieart to , my sweetheart, Miiia, my love, 129 ALHA MATER. O schola Musarum secies, nobis Deus adsit!Tempora lahuntur, mater salvere ipsa tuis resonat pra^nuntia famaRerum quas referent aliquando sscuia gesta canens transactis tempora reddeVera loquens. Reperisne virum aut lieroa perorbem,Os tu melle tluens, tam qui laudetur honoreQuam qui Pierio nostro iam fonte biberunt ?Non jacet hie Blari corpus ; tamen est juvenes reeinent iilud venerabile carent magni: vives tu semper in ;tvum :Virtus non moritur, vivax expersque rebus dubiis prineeps, Ra
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