Like leaves that laden are
With trembling dew:
Or glittered to my sight,
As when the Beames
Have their reflected light,
Daunc't by the Streames.
Robert Herrick
If the daisies are not to shut their eyes until Julia shut hers, should they not most assuredly wait also until "dear love Isabella," shut hers? She was the bosom friend and aunt of Marjorie Fleming, Sir Walter Scott's little friend, who was born in 1803, and who, having written her few tim-tam-tot little rhymes, died in 1811. And here is Isabel:
Here lies sweet Isabell in bed,