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. Front! Nulla Fides.
. .' My bush I watohod w'lth anxious caro
To gladly hail tho first bud fair;
i . - Round lt each morn I took a poop,
' And thought thu budH must bo asloop, , .
? '< For all, thoreon, that I could soo, .
: ?! By fairy hands spronddantlly,
Frailcobwobs,studded o'or with dow,
AH dazzling bright with ov'ry huo.
Til), lo 1 upon tho bush ono morn,
, A bud, a lovely bud, was born* >
? So pearly white, oncasod in groon, ,
. ? Half biddon 'noath its mossy eorocn,
' And jealous seemed its potáis whlto.
Of my fond gaze, they olaspod so tight
Tho glorious beauty, willoh I folt,
Bonoath its Ivory petals dwolt.
" " And as eaoh day I watched and hoped.
Slowly tho petals loosed and opo'd.
It's glory full I longed to soo,
For beauty's dowor Its own must bo,
: But. Disappointment's cruel asp, ' '
Upon my hopos Axed tight lt's clasp. . . ¡ :
It's heart had yielded to decay,
'Twas fading, fading fast away.
Why did I wish thoThud to blow I
.... For.had I not, I would not know
That, 'neath thoso pearly petals clasp
Uocay had laid it's deadly grasp.
a ' Or whbnl kissed it, now, I fain
. , .That ov'ry kiss had boon a chain
To bind lt's quiv'rlng petal fast, . ? "
And make thc lovoly roso-bud last..
As now I plucked lt from Its stem
Tho wind moaned forth a rotiulom. .
Gently I lot each petal fall,
And faintly heard this warning call- >
. ..«."Build not thy hopes on earth's frail flowors,
. Whoso Uvos aro nutnbored by short hours." ' '?
Upper Copmanhurst, 26-1-95, .-?>? ADELPIIOS. ! '
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