n shall this drooping rose decree
The loss of fortune and of me;
For harden'd heart and vicious mind
From fairies ne'er protection find.

Yet let discretion bounty guide,
Nor succour sloth, nor pamper pride,
To suff'ring want give ready ear,
And dry the modest suppliant's tear,
Yet still the grateful boon dispense
With lib'ral hand, but guarded sense.

Then may this dangerous treasure deal
Those blessings virtuous mortals feel,
And favour'd Adrian haply prove
Deserving of esteem and love.

Charming fairy, he exclaimed, mistrust me not; I value this precious
gift too highly ever to abuse it; so saying he ran off to find
Amaranthe, whom he met coming as hastily from her apartment with the
hyacinth in her hand. Look, look, shouted Adrian, here is my darling
rose;--and see, answered his sister, I have got my sweet hyacinth, but
with it I found this paper, containing some mighty crabbed, dismal
words, that I could very well have dispensed with. "Aye, my gift was
accompanied with a sort of a lecture too. It is very strange that so
powerful a fairy should not be able to discern my good intentions,
without my making so many protestations of them,--but what says your
paper?" and unfolding it read as follows:

Beauty, that peerless gem whose magic smile
Can teach the frigid heart with warmth to glow,
Or smooth the frowning Cynic's sullen brow,
And the cold glance of cautious age beguile;

Still decks the nymph who wears her potent spell
With sparkling eye, and gaily dimpled cheek
That sportive ease and conscious pow'r bespeak,
Nor dreads that time her cherish'd pride may quell.

While flatt'ring crowds proclaim unrivall'd sway
With haughty triumph glows her radiant bloom,
But soon the bright illusion fades away
And yields to vanity's unwelcome doom.
So, Amaranthe, may this flower decay
And blighted beauty seek the shelt'ring tomb.

They then proceeded together to the apartment of Claribel, whom they
found in a sweet slumber, from which their exclamations soon aroused
her. "Look at this stupid girl," cried Amaranthe, "if she be not
sleeping as soundly and unconcernedly as if she had never heard of the
wonderful events this morning was to produce." "And yet," said Adrian,
"I dare to say the fairy has not forgotten her," and casting his eyes
round soon espied the lily. "Aye, there is the favourite flower,