Conversations introducing poetry chiefly on subjects of natural history. For the use of children and young persons. By Charlotte Smith |
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THE MIMOSA.
Softly blow the western breezes,
Sweetly shines the evening sun;
But you, mimosa! nothing pleases,
You, what delights your comrades teizes,
What they enjoy you try to shun.
Sweetly shines the evening sun;
But you, mimosa! nothing pleases,
You, what delights your comrades teizes,
What they enjoy you try to shun.
Alike annoy'd by heat or cold,
Ever too little or too much,
As if by heaviest winds controul'd,
Your leaves before a zephyr fold,
And tremble at the slightest touch.
Ever too little or too much,
As if by heaviest winds controul'd,
Your leaves before a zephyr fold,
And tremble at the slightest touch.
Flutt'ring around, in playful rings,
A gilded fly your beauty greeted;
But, from his light and filmy wings,
As if he had lanced a thousand stings,
Your shuddering folioles retreated!
A gilded fly your beauty greeted;
But, from his light and filmy wings,
As if he had lanced a thousand stings,
Your shuddering folioles retreated!
Those feathery leaves are like the plume,
Pluck'd from the bird of Indian skies;
But should you therefore thus presume,
While others boast a fairer bloom,
All that surrounds you to despise?
Pluck'd from the bird of Indian skies;
But should you therefore thus presume,
While others boast a fairer bloom,
All that surrounds you to despise?
The rose, whose blushing blossoms blow,
Pride of the vegetal creation,
The air and light disdains not so,
And the fastidious pride you show,
Is not reserve, but affectation.
Pride of the vegetal creation,
The air and light disdains not so,
And the fastidious pride you show,
Is not reserve, but affectation.
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