QUATRAINS.

THE lovely Chloe I confess

I wronged; - no vile cosmetics taint her;

But surely I had loved her less

Had I not let my fancy paint her !

ON A GENTLEMAN WITH A LIVELY IMAGINATION.FROM saying that Thomas in lies has no match

Preserve me, ye heavenly Powers !

I believe he speaks truth, like some broken old watch

Just twice in the twenty-four hours.

LOVE IS BLIND.Over the hills and far away

I sought a love, till, weary, lame,

Returning after many a day,

I found I'd left her whence I came.

E. C. P.