“That, vainly proud, not greatly wise,
“She only caught a short-liv’d blaze.
XII.
“The Rose, though beauteous leaves and sweet
“Its glorious vernal pride adorn:
“Let her who chose beware to meet
“The biting sharpness of its thorn.
XIII.
“But she, who to fair day-light’s train
“The Ev’ning flow’r more just preferr’d;