But often in mid-spring will blighting winds
Do autumn's work; and there is grief at heart
Can do the work of years, can pale the cheek,
And cloud the brow, and sober down the spirit.
This gewgaw scene hath fewer charms for her
Than for the crone, that numbering sixty winters,
Pronounceth it all folly.--Marvel not
'Tis left thus willingly."
C.A.H.
Athenæum Club, Nov. 17, 1849.