But,--though her path looks smooth, and though, alack,
All will he gay, till Time has painted black
The _Marigold_, her Mother's chosen flower,--
Far brighter is my _Heartsease_, Love's own dower.

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A WANT.--"There is only one thing," a visitor writes to us, "that I
missed at Venice, S.W. I've never been to the real place, which is
the Bride, or Pride, of the Sea, I forget which, but, as I was saying,
there's only one thing I miss, and that is the heather. Who has not
heard of 'the moor of Venice'? And I daresay good shooting there too,
with black game and such like. I only saw pigeons flying, who some
one informed me are the pigeons of SAM MARK. Next time I go, I shall
inquire at the Restaurant for fresh Pigeon Pie. However, if Mr.
KIRALFY will take a hint, he will, in August provide a moor. It will
add to the gaiety of the show. 'The moor the merrier,' eh?"

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NEO-DRAMATIC NURSERY RHYME.

MRS. GRUNDY, good woman, scarce knew what to think
About the relation 'twixt Drama and Drink.
Well, give Hall--and Theatre--good wholesome diet,
And all who attend will be sober and quiet!

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SPRING'S DELIGHTS IN LONDON.--"VIA MALODORA"--clearly a lady, "DORA"