"But kindly deeds with scorn repaid, "No more by virtue need be done: "I now withdraw my dusky shade, "And yield thee to thy darling sun."

Fierce on the flower the scorching beam With all its weight of glory fell;

The flower exulting caught the gleam, And lent its leaves a bolder swell.

Expanded by the searching fire,

The curling leaves the breast disclose; The mantling bloom was painted higher, And every latent charm exposed.

But when the sun was sliding low,
And evening came, with dews so cold;
The wanton beauty ceased to blow,

And sought her bending leaves to fold.

COME, let us leave this painted plain;

This waste of flowers that palls the eye: The walks of NATURE's wilder reign

Shall please in plainer majesty.

* This is a species of the Orchis, which is found in the barren and mountainous parts of Lincolnshire, Worcestershire, Kent and

Those leaves, alas! no more would close; Relaxed, exhausted, sickening, pale; They left her to a parent's woes,

And fled before the rising gale.

COME, let us leave this painted plain;
This waste of flowers that palls the eye:
The walks of NATURE's wilder reign

Shall please in plainer majesty.

This is a species of the Orchis, which is found in the barren and mountainous parts of Lincolnshire, Worcestershire, Kent and