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Then flock'd the Anemones, fair to behold,
With the rich Polyanthus, in velvet and gold;
And the Tulip came flaunting, and waving her fan,
And turned up her nose at the Daffodil clan.
The buds who were thought by their mothers too young,
Round their sister's toilettes discontentedly hung;
There was teazing, and dressing, and prinking enough—
The pretty Quill-Daisies each bought a new ruff;
The stately Carnations stood frizzing their hair,
And the tall London-pride, choosing feathers to wear.
The Pink at her mirror was ready to drop,
And the Snow-ball bought rouge at a milliner's shop;
While in the same square, at a shoe-store so neat,
The trim Lady-Slippers were pinching their feet.
Thrifty Lilac acknowledg'd her robe was not new,
But with turning and furbishing thought it might do;