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I have thoroughly sifted, condensed, and augmented the productions of my many predecessors, and have endeavoured to render the present volume in every re- spect worthy the attention of the countless votaries which this " science of sweet things " attracts ; and, although I dare not boast that I have exhausted the subject, I may certainly affirm that followers will find little left to glean in the paths that I have traversed. As I have made use of the numerous anecdotes, legends, and poetical allusions herein contained, so Yl Preface. have I acknowledged the sources whence they came. It there- fore only remains for me to take leave of my readers, with the hope that they will pardon my having detained them so long over a work of this description ; but "Unheeded flew the hours, For softly falls the foot of Time That only treads on flowers." J. H. INGRAM. Contents. c=r^^^2P5 ^^ Forsaken) Introduction. The Rose (Love) Hawthorn (Hope) . Myrtle (Love) Jasmine (Amiability) Vervain (You enchant me) Orange-blossom (Chastity) Camphire (Artifice) . Anemone (Withered hopes. Periwinkle (Tender recollections) . Weeping Willow (Mourning) Asphodel (I will be faithful unto death) Aloe (Bitterness) .... M ezereon (Coquetry) ... Sensitive Plant (Bashful love) . Buttercups (Riches. Memories of Child hood) Crocus (Cheerfulness) Eglantine (Poetry) Heliotrope (Devoted attachment). Lilac (Love's first emotions) . Magnolia (Magnificence) Judas Flower (Unbelief) Dandelion (Oracle) Campanula (I will be ever constant) Hyacinth (Game. Play) . Marygold (Grief) .... Aster (After-thought) . . Page I 23 49 62 68 72 75 79 82 86 88 94 96 100 102 105 107 no 112 114 116 118 121 123 126 129 132 Tuberose (Dangerous pleasures) . Page ■ 134 ~^ Broom (Humility) .... . 136 Poppy (Consolation. Oblivion) . 140 Pink (Pure love) .... . 142 Furze (Anger) . 144 Geranium (Deceit) .... . 146 Fuchsia (Taste) .... . 148 Almond-tree (Indiscretion) . • 150 Flos Adonis (Painful recollections) 152 Arbutus (Thee only do I love) 154 Snowdrop (Friend in need. Hope.) . 156 Cowslip (Youthful beauty) 158 Celandine (Deceptive hopes). 161 Dead Leaves (Melancholy) . 163 Heart's-ease (Think of me. Thoughts, ) 165 Basil (Hatred) 170 Forget-me-not .... 172 Apple-blossom (Preference) . 177 Acanthus (The Arts) 181 Evening Primrose (Silent love) . 183 Thyme (Activity) .... 186 , Cypress (Mourning). . . . . 188 St. John's Wort (Superstition) 194 Marvel of Peru (Timidity) . 197 Rosemary (Remembrance) 200 Corn (Abundance) .... 204 Tulip (A declaration of love) . . 208 Sycamore (Curiosity) 211 Vlll Contents. loveliness) 222 . 224 . 226 Hollyhock (Ambition) . Lotus (Eloquence) . Juniper (Protection) Camellia Japonic a (Supreme Polyanthus (Confidence) Holly (Foresight) . Foxglove (Insincerity) . Pimpernel (Change) Clover (I promise) . Acacia (Friendship) Heath (Solitude) . Clematis (Artifice) . Amaranth (Immortality) Mandrake (Rarity) Speedwell (Fidelity) Narcissus (Self-love) Daffodil (Unrequited love) ^' 'Iris (A message) Violet (Modesty) . Primrose (Youth) . i>^AiSY (Innocence) . Thistle (Independence) . The Lily (Majesty). Moonwort (Forgetfulness) The Crown Imperial (Power) Mignonette (Your qualities surpass your charms) ....... Page 213 215 220 231 233 235 237 239 242 244 247 249 251 252 254 256 262 266 269 272 276 278 279 Ash (Grandeur) .... Wallflower (Fidelity in misfortune) The Lily of the Valley (Return happiness) .... Stock (Lasting beauty) . ' Sweet William (Finesse. Dexterity) Dahlia (Pomp) White Poplar (Courage. Time) Black Poplar (Affliction) Motherwort (Concealed love) Cornflower (DeUcacy) . Aspen (Lamentation) Lemon (Zest) .... Passion Flower (Faith). Syringa (Fraternal love). Andromeda (Will you help me?) Parsley (Festivity) . Mistletoe (Give me a kiss) . Oak (Hospitality) . Convolvulus (Night) Sunflower (False riches) Laurel (Glory). Bay (Fame) The Floral Oracle Typical Bouquets . Emblematic Garlands , The Voc-vbulary . Page 280 284 of 286 288 290 291 292 294 296 298 300 302 304 306 307 308 310 313 318 324 330 336 342 353 Flora Symbolica. - HAKSPEARE tells as that "fairies use flowers for their charactery," and so, he might have added, do mortals, for the language of flowers is almost as ancient and universal a one as that of speech. The Chinese, whose chronicles antedate the historic records of all other nations, have, and ever seem to have had, a simple but complete mode of communicating ideas by means of florigraphic signs. The indestruct- ible monuments of the mighty Assyrian and Egyptian races bear upon their venerable surfaces a code of floral telegraphy that Time has been powerless to efi'ace, but whose hieroglyphical meaning is veiled, or, at the best, but dimly guessed at in our day. India, whose civilization had attained its full vigour whilst that of Greece was in its cradle, has ever been poetically ingenious in finding in her magnificent Flora significations applicable to human interest. Biblical lore abounds in comparisons between "the golden stars that in earth's firmament do shine," and the feelings and passions of poor mortality. Persian poetry is replete with blossomy similes ; whilst the mythology of the Greeks has been an apparently in- exhaustible storehouse to all authors in search of floral fancies. With the Hellenic race the symbolic language of flowers reached its culminating point of grandeur ; and with the decline of Grecian glory faded away the brightest epoch in the history 1 Intr on uc tion: of florigraphy. In the eyes of the sterner-minded Latins this innocent study found less favour ; and although they adapted many of their Hellenic predecessors' legends and customs, in connection with this science of sweet things, to their own my- thology, yet so weakened was its hold upon the minds of the people, that when, in the course of events, the decadence of the Roman empire arrived, the attractive art was allowed to fade into comparative oblivion. With the revival of learning in the middle ages, this symbolic mode of correspondence once more rebloomed, and, under the especial protection of chivalry, played a far from unimportant part in contemporary history. No gallant knight or gentle dame could then aspire to good breed- ing, unless perfectly conversant with florigraphy, as then taught ; and the names, at least, of many of Europe's proudest families owe their origin to some circumstance connected with their founders' favourite blossom. In those days, minstrels and minnesingers sang praises of their mistresses' chosen bloom ; the noblest knight and gayest squire broke many a lance, and emptied many a flagon, in honour of a sprig of broom, or a bunch of violets, that some fair dame had perchance adopted as her device. Even kings, not contented with their regal crowns, did not deem it derogatory to their dignity to enter the lists, in order to do battle for the floral wreaths that beauty proffered as a guerdon for the victor. Thus every age and every clime promulgated its own pecu- liar system of floral signs ; and although now-a-days, as regards the larger portion of Europe, the language is in many respects a dead one, yet still, amongst several Oriental races, this em- blematic style of communication flourishes with much of its pristine importance. " In Eastern lands they talk in flowers, And they tell in a garland their loves and cares ; Each blossom that blooms in their garden bowers On its leaves a mystical language wears." It has been said that the language of flowers is as old as the days of Adam, and that the antiquity of floral emblems dates from the first throbbing of love in the human breast ; and, indeed, to gain a glimpse of florigraphic symbolism, as it ap- peared in its earliest and freshest vigour, we should have to journey backwards far into the shadowy obscurity which en- Introduction. velopes the antediluvian history of mankind. Phillips, and other painstaking investigators, have, it is true, not contented themselves with general allusions to the unfathomable antiquity of the typical uses which were made of ' ' Flowers, the sole luxury that Nature knew In Eden's pure and guiltless garden," but have endeavoured to resuscitate from their long sleep of thousands of years, the irretrievably lost floral systems with Avhich the mighty Indian, Egyptian, Chaldean, and ancient Chinese nations " wiled away the hours." Of all peoples, however, of whom we appear to possess any reliable records, the Greeks may be accounted the earliest florigraphists, and they do seem not only to have entertained the most passionate love for flowers, but to have adapted them as typical of every interesting occurrence, public or private. Loudon, speaking of the continual symbolic use made by the Hellenic race of flowers, says, " not only were they then, as now, the ornament of beauty, and of the altars of the gods, but the youths crowned themselves with them in the ietes, the priests in religious ceremonies, and the guests in convivial meetings. Garlands of flowers were suspended from the gates •of the city in times of rejoicing the philosophers wore crowns of flowers, and the warriors orna- mented their foreheads with them in times of triumph." We read in Aristophanes that a market for flowers was held in Athens, where vendors rapidly disposed of the baskets of blooms which they proffered to the admiring bystanders. With the natives of ancient Greece, birth, marriage, burial, and every •ceremony of any importance whatever was marked and dis- tinctly comprehended by means of its floral accompaniment. Emblematic of relief to the mother, and of wishes for good fortune to the child, was the Palm ; young wooers delicately intimated their passion by decorating the doorways of their beloved ones' residences with garlands of ** All those token flowers that tell What words can ne'er express so well." The illness of the inmates was indicated by Buckthorn and Laurel hung across the lintels : whilst the conclusion of this 1—2 Intr od uc tion. transitory existence was denoted by Parsley sprinkled over the remains of poor mortality ; whose head they crowned with various symbolic blossoms ; whose funeral pyre they decked with odoriferous blooms and spices ; whose urn they hung with wreaths of significant meaning, and above whose well-tended grave they planted flowers, shrubs, and typical trees. At the public games of Greece the victor was invariably rewarded with some floral emblem : the Olympian winner, as a token of his triumph, received a garland of Wild Olive ; he of the \ Pythian was rewarded with a Laurel crown ; the vanquisher at the Nemaean Games was honoured with a crown of Parsley, and at the Elean with one of Pine-leaves. Then were their altars- buried beneath their blossomy offerings, whilst all the cere- monies that were performed around them depended chiefly on their floral accompaniments for elucidation. In that time — that clime " where burning Sappho lived and sung " the praises, of the Rose — the minstrel, the poet, the wrestler, and the patriot were all alike rewarded with wreathed floralities. Even Rome — ambitious Rome — held a flowery crown as fit guerdon for the v/eightiest services. " It was with two or three hundred crowns of oak," said Montesquieu, " that Rome conquered the world." These same warlike Latins instituted a festival in honour of Flora as early as 736 years before the birth of Christ — in the reign of Romulus ; but the public games or Floralia were not regularly established until 516 years after the foun- dation of Rome, when, on consulting the celebrated books of the Sibyl, it was ordained that the feast should be annually kept on the 28th day of April, that is, four days before the Calends of May. This festival ultimately degenerated into a scene of unbounded licentiousness, in which all its original pure and symbolic character was obliterated. ^* The worship of Flora," observes Phillips, " among the heathen nations, may be traced up to very early days. She was the object of religious veneration among the Phoenicians and Sabines long before the foundation of Rome ; the early Greeks worshipped her under the name of Chloris." And that those Greeks were perfectly conversant with an established florigraphic language may not only be gathered from the numerous allusions made to it by their writers, but also occasionally by less doubtful evidence,, as, for instance, the Dream Book of Artemidorus, wherein can Intr od uc tion. be seen palpable proof that every single bloom employed in the manufacture of wreaths and garlands was intended to im- part some particular meaning. '' Surely," says Sir Thomas Browne, " the heathen knew better how to join and read these mystical letters, than we Christians, who cast a more careless eye on these common hieroglyphics, and disdain to suck divinity from the flowers of nature." That these heathen did know how to interpret the meaning of " these mystical letters," evidence has already been adduced ; and, although in many dissertations on the language of flowers it has been stated that it was first made popular in Europe by Lady Mary Wortley Montague, there are abundant proofs that it was well understood and used from the earliest ages by many continental nations. After the decay of Latin imperialism, and until the dawn of the Renaissance, this delightful and at- tractive study was doubtless little known ; but in the age of chivalry and of the preeminence of the Romish faith it revived, and, for a time, floral significations again held sway. The Catholic was enabled to distinguish between fasting and fest- ive ceremonies by the variety of the bouquets that adorned the altar before which he offered up his orisons, and ofttimes the knight was enabled to manifest his devotion by wearing his lady's colours in his casque, and the lady frequently showed in what light she regarded his attention by the nature of the blooms she wore. The love of flowers is felt and acknowledged by everybody, and in every land : it is a theme for every one, a feeling in which all can coincide : the polished European or the untu- tored Australian ; the philosopher or the savage, all are ready to admire and to praise. So universal a feeling — a feeling doubtless coeval with man's existence upon this globe — could not fail to be taken advantage of, and made subservient to, the passions of mortality ; and to us it appears the most natural thing in the world that flowers should have been made em- blematic and communicative agents of our ideas. In all countries of this globe, and in all ages, flowers are seen em- ployed for symbolic and decorative purposes. In a suggestive passage in his "Account of the Island of Ceylon," Sir James E. Tennant speaks of the people even there oft^'ering up heca- I NT ROD UC TION. tombs of flowers, their temple as festooned into large bouquetSj,, and of the surrounding air being ever heavy with the perfumes of cham.pac and jessamine. Flowers appear always to have played a prominent part in the religious ceremonies of all peoples and in all ages ; but it would be useless to multiply examples of so well known and generally accepted a fact, and, indeed, to do so would be a de- parture from our present design of exhibiting a general history of the language only of flowers, as used at home and abroad. Florigraphy is a science that requires but little study. Some flowers, indeed, almost bear written upon their upturned faces the thoughts of which they are living representatives. That the "white investments" of the childlike Daisy should, as Shak- speare says, " figure innocence," is self-evident ; that all nations should select the glowing Rose as an emblem of love could not be wondered at ; whilst the little blue petals of the Myosotis- fakutris require no augur to explain their common name of Forget-me-not. Or again, who can doubt that the rich perfumes, of some plants, or the sparkling lustres of others, must be- deemed typical of joy and gladness ; or that the melancholy hue and sombre looks of others should cause them to be selected to symbolize sadness and despair.'* Simple as is the language of those bright earth stars, *^the alphabet of the angels," as they have been somewhat inaptly styled, a great deal of skill may be expended in forming them into sentences, and much ingenuity may be exercised in ex- plaining fully and satisfactorily the sentiments intended to be expressed towards the recipient of the floral message. The meanings of single token-flowers may soon be learned, but the knov/ledge of how to form them into a complete epistle does demand some little method. Many who use this fascinating style of correspondence frequently agree to adopt certain secret and original significations known only to themselves ; and, it a little dexterity is shown, they not only give variety to, but also render their charming telegraphy perfectly unintelligible to the uninitiated, although he may be the most skilled flori- graphist breathing. Every professor, ay, every student of this gentle art, may introduce new and varied combinations into its simple laws;, but there are a few rudimentary rules that should not be ne*- I NT ROD UC TION. glected. An adept in the grammar of this language gives these directions to his pupils : '^ When a flower is presented in its natural position, the sentiment is to be understood affirma- tively ; when reversed, negatively. For instance, a rose-bud, with its leaves and thorns, indicate fear with hope ; but if re- versed, it must be construed as saying, "you may neither /"^'(^r nor hope!' Again, divest the same rose-bud of its thorns, and it permits the most sanguine hope ; deprive it of its petals and retain the thorns, and the worst fears may be entertained. The expression of every flower may be thus varied by varying its state or position. The Marigold is emblematic oi pain: place it on the head, and it signifies trouble of mind ; on the heart, the pangs of love ; on the bosom, the disgusts of ennui. The pronoun / is expressed by inclining the symbol to the right, and the pronoun thon by inclining it to the left. Such are the principal elements of the language of flowers, as used in England, France, Germany, and the United States, and simple as they are, they are frequently altered, and, indeed, disregarded entirely by many versed in its fanciful lore. The Bhimen-Sprache, or Language of Flowers of the Germans, differs in many minor points from that of its sister nations, but the spirit is the same. With many Oriental races, this lovely realization of "visible speech " is practised to an extent little dreamt of in these colder climes ; and, it is said, you will scarcely find a native of the Levant who has not the whole system by heart. From the days of Lady Montague downwards, few of our travellers in ** the land where the cypress and myrtle are emblems of deeds that are done in that clime," but have favoured the readers of their adventures with some incidents illustrating the habitual usage of this floral telegraphy among all classes of the people whom they are visiting. In the United States, the language of flowers is said to have more votaries than in any other part of the world ; and said with justice, if we may judge by the number and splendour of the works on the subject which have appeared there during the last few years, and the intimate acquaintance which American writers display with floral symbols. A beautiful poetess, the sweetness of whose fancies are only equalled by their sadness, has, in many deathless rhymes, pre- 8 Intr od uc tion. served and immortalized the various symbolic uses to which these silent interpreters have been put by mortals, and in the passionate poetry of such lines as these, tells more than prose can hope to utter : ''Bring flowers, young flowers, for the festal board. To wreathe the cup ere the wine is poured ; Bring flowers ! — they are springing in wood and vale, Their breath floats out on the southern gale. And the touch of the sunbeam hath waked the rose. To deck the hall where the bright wine flows. *' Bring flowers, to strew in the conqueror's path — He hath shaken the thrones with his stormy wrath I He comes with the spoil of nations back : The vines lie crushed in his chariot's track, The turf looks red where he won the day — Bring flowers to die in the conqueror's way 1 ** Bring flowers to the captive's lonely cell, — They have tales of the joyous wood to tell ; Of the free blue streams, and the glowing sky, And the bright world shut from his languid eye ; They will bear him a thought of the sunny hours, And a dream of his youth — bring him flowers, wild flowers I ** Bring flowers, fresh flowers, for the bride to wear ! They were bom to blush in her shining hair. She is leaving the home of her childhood's mirth, She hath bid farewell to her father's hearth ; Her place is now by another's side — Bring flowers for the locks of the fair young bride ! * * Bring flowers, pale flowers, on the bier to shed A crown for the brow of the early dead ; For this, through its leaves hath the white rose burst; For this, in the woods was the violet nursed. Though they smile in vain for what once was ours. They are love's last gift — bring ye flowers, pale flowers I *' Bring flowers to the shrine where we kneel in prayer : They are nature's offering, — their place is there'. They speak of hope to the fainting heart ; With a voice of promise they come and part ; They sleep in dust through the Winter hours. They break forth in glory — bring flowers, bright flowers ! " A later, and, if comparison can be made between the children of song, a still mightier performer upon the lyre of Poesy — need Mrs. Browning's name be mentioned t — has also deemed so sweet a theme as the emblematic language of flowers worthy Introd uction. of her regards, and in her poem of " A Flower in a Letter," tells us that "Love's language may be talked with these; To work out choicest sentences, No blossoms can be meeter ; And, such being used in Eastern bowers, Young maids may wonder if the flowers Or meanings be the sweeter. *' And such being strewn before a bride, Her little foot may turn aside, Their longer bloom decreeing, Unless some voice's whispered sound Should make her gaze upon the ground Too earnestly for seeing. ** And such being scattered on a grave, Whoever mourneth there, may have A type which seemeth worthy Of that fair body hid below, Which bloomed on earth a time ago. Then perished as the earthy. ** And such being wreathed for worldly feast, Across the brimming cup some guest Tlieir rainbow colours viewing. May feel them, with a silent start, The covenant his childish heart With Nature made, — renewing.' In these two beautiful poems, the chief emblematic purposes to which "love's interpreters" are applied, have been alluded to, and it will thence be gathered that from birth to burial all the principal epochs of human life, public or private, are dependent upon floral associations for their most noteworthy decorations. H. G. Adams, ina remarkably interesting work on the ''Moral, Language, and Poetry of Flowers," has collected a large amount of amusing information respecting the typical usage of these lovely wildings of nature by the people of different parts and various nations ; and in that portion of his work entitled " Children and Flowers," tenderly portrays the influence exer- cised upon youth by floral association — an association which, though deadened perchance in after life by too close intercourse with the human world, some little flowerets may at any time re- call the memory of, and cause a longing to renew " the covenant his childish heart with nature made;" but, alas ! too late, for how few but will be forced to exclaim with Praed, of these blooms: 1 I NT ROD UC TION. " They are not half so bright As childhood's roses were ! " Miss Pardee, in the " City of the Sultan," describes an interest- ing- ceremony, which she beheld some Turkish children perform- ing, at a time of excessive drought : — " At dusk, the village children, walking two and two, and each carrying a bunch of wild flowers, drew near the cistern in their turn, and sang, to one of the thrilling melodies of the country, a hymn of suppli- cation." Inspired by the sight, the talented authoress composed a kindred hymn, thus ending : " Allah ! Father ! hear us ! We bring Thee flowers, sweet flowers, All withered in their prime ; No moisture glistens on their leaves, They sickened ere their time. And we, like them, shall pass away. Ere wintry days are near, Should'st Thou not hearken as we pray — Allah! Father!— hear!" But childhood soon fleets away with its transient troubles and heedless mirth, and token-flowers are now sought for, to tell of deeper feelings, and more passionate hopes and fears, than yet have stirred the heart. Love ! love, the lord of all, asserts his right to rule : he is a most despotic monarch, and " Like Alexander he would reign; And he would reign alone." Now it is that the blushing cheek and bashful downcast eye show that another willing slave is brought into the bondage of "Love — beautiful and boundless love ! — who dwellest here below, Teaching the human lip to smile — the violet to blow. " and now it is, as Eliza Cook tells us, that " Some liken their love to the beautiful rose. And some to the violet sweet ; " for each one seeks to typify his passion by the most beautiful emblem he can discover, and for such, instinctively turns to the lovely offspring of Flora, amid whose numerous and varied delicacies he speedily finds a symbol with which he may depict all the nameless longings of his heart. " Flowers have their language," says an able writer: " theirs is an oratory that speaks Introd UC TION. 1 1 in perfumed silence, and there is tenderness, and passion, and even the Hghtheartedness of mirth, in the variegated beauty of their vocabulary No spoken word can approach to the delicacy of sentiment to be inferred from a flower seasonably offered : the softest expressions may be thus conveyed with- out offence, and even profound grief alleviated, at a moment when the most tuneful voice would grate harshly on the ear, and when the stricken soul can be soothed only by unbroken silence." Of this latter state, how truly hath the poet said : " When we are sad, to sadness we apply ' Each plant, and flower, and leaf, that meets the eye." That flowers do serve to speak " thoughts that lie too deep for tears " cannot be doubted ; for not only have poets made use of them to portray their intense passions, but even the untutored savage woos his heart's chosen treasure with floral symbols, or defies his antagonist with emblematic blooms. " Flowers do speak a language, clear and intelligible," says the talented authoress of " Flora Domestica : " " observe them, reader, love them, linger over them ; and ask your own heart if they do not speak affection, benevolence, and piety." Do not flowers, lovely flowers, respond to the questionings of our hearts in a language more powerful, and far more expressive, than that of the tongue ? Even more potent than the poet's magic lay, "They pour an answering strain, that never Could be awoke by minstrel skill ; " and their perfumed response " The rarest melody is that ever Stirr'd human hearts to bless and thrill." Poor Letitia Landon, in her poem of " The Poetess," while tell ing the " History of the Lyre," exclaims — " The flowers were full of song: upon the rose I read the crimson annals of true love; The violet flung me back an old romance ; All were associated with some link Whose fine electric throb was in the mind." Tennyson, in his ever-questioning philosophy, may ask, *'0h, to what uses shall be put The wild weed flower that simply blows? f 2 Intj? od uc tion And is there any moral shut Within the bosom of the rose?" But he at once answers his own doubt by adding that *' Any man that walks the mead, I In bird, or blade, or bloom, may find — According as his humours lead — A meaning suited to his mind. " And such is the bounteous and varied supply of symbolic floral words with which nature decks even the less favoured of her shrines, that all her children have ever ready to use some requisite parts of that speech which is clearly universal. This love of florigraphy is plainly one of those natural touches which make all the world akin — one of those binding links whose origin we cannot detect, and whose effects only we can perceive. Here we may exclaim with Eliza Cook : * ' Oh, could we but trace the great meaning of ALL, And what delicate links form the ponderous chain. From the dew-drops that rise, to the star-drops that fall, We should see but one purpose, and nothing in vain!'^ From the unlettered North American Indian to the highly- polished Parisian ; from the days of dawning civilization among the mighty Asiatic races, whose very names are buried in oblivion, down to the present times, the symbolism of flowers is everywhere and in all ages discovered permeating all strata of society. It has been, and still is, the habit of many peoples to name the different portions of the years after the most pro- minent changes of the vegetable kingdom. Thus, amongst the American Indians, one period or season is known as the ** bud- ding month," which in due course is followed by the "flowering month," which in its turn gives way to the " fall of the leaf," as these tribes poetically term their autumn. It has been truthfully remarked that the eloquence of flowers is not so generally understood in this country as it might be ; and although the most cultivated minds of the most polished nations are continually reiterating the valuable influence of floral beauty, and are constantly recurring to floral symbolism in order to expound their ideas, yet it is chiefly amongst those races which we are pleased to term rude and barbarous that we find the most delicate appreciation of floral ascendency. What more beautiful exposition of such a creed can be discovered Introduction. 13 than that given by Bougainville's "South Sea Islander," who, on being taken to the Botanic Garden in Paris, knelt iDefore an Otaheitan plant, and kissed it as affectionately as a lover — as reverently as a worshipper ? This trait in the human mind is typified amongst Oriental and other semi-civilized races by the sweetly poetical appellations which they give to the flowers and shrubs of their countries — names endowed with more true poetry than all the much-vaunted fables of Rome, or even of Greece. No country can boast a more varied or more poetical Flora than we now possess ; but the literatures and languages of the Hindoo, Turkish, Persian, Arabic, and Malayan races must be scrutinized in order to discover persons conversant with the real symbolism of flowers. Some idea of the Hindoo, and also. Egyptian, floral languages may be gleaned from our pages on the lotus and other sacred flowers of the East. In Lalla Rookh we catch occasional glimpses of their weird mysticism ; as like- wise in the works of Sir William Jones, which abound with interesting allusions to these beauties. Many such emblematic blossoms are described by L. E. L. in her poetical portrait of Manmadin, the Indian Cupid. She pictures him as '* Grasping in his infant hand Arrows in their silken band, Each made of a signal flower — Emblem of its varied power : Some fonned of the silver leaf Of the almond, bright and brief, Just a frail and lovely thing, For but one hour's flourishing ; Others, on whose shaft there glows The red beauty of the rose ; Some in Spring's half-folded bloom. Some in Summer's full perfume ; Some with withered leaves and sere. Falling with the falling year ; Some bright with the rainbow dyes Of the tulip's vanities ; Some, bound with the lily's bell, Breathes of love that dares not tell Its sweet feelings; the dark leaves Of the esignum, which grieves. Droopingly round some were bound ; Others were with tendrils wound Of the green and laughing vine, And the barb was dipped in wine. But all these are Summer ills, Like the tree whose stem distils Balm beneath its pleasant shade In the wounds its thorns have made. Though the flowers may fade and die, 'T is but a light penalty. All these bloom-clad darts are meant But for a short-lived content ! Yet one arrow has a power Lasting till life's latest hour — Weary day and sleepless night, Lightning gleams of fierce delight, Fragrant and yet poisoned sighs, Agonies and ecstacies ; Hopes like fires amid the gloom, Lighting only to consume ! Happiness one hasty draught, And the lip has venom quaffed. Doubt, despairing, crime, and craft, Are upon that honied shaft !" Symbolic flowers, fruit, and even vegetables, are still much Introduction. employed in Hindostan ; nevertheless, the domination of the British Government has undoubtedly much lessened the in- fluence they exercise upon the minds of the natives. In many parts of the Indian peninsula a pleasant floral custom is re- tained. After dinner, servants carry round to the guests a silver basin decked with newly-gathered flowers, into which water is poured over the hands. The flowers are placed in a perforated ' cover, so as to conceal the water from view. In some parts of India, as also of Persia, it is customary to welcome the stranger on his entrance to a town with wreaths of flowers, which, it is said, the women and children are eager to offer. One of these emblems of hospitality seems to us far more desirable than a chariot-load of the blood-stained triumphal garlands which the •Latins awarded to their successful soldiery. Hindoos are fond of covering the shrines of their favourite deities with floral oft'erings ; and, like their brethren of Turkey and Persia, the Hindostanee followers of Mahomet inherit the love of all Eastern nations for blossomy symbols. Forbes, in his '* Oriental Memoirs," speaking of the ceme- teries of Guzerat, says : " To those consecrated spots the Mahommedan matrons repair, at stated anniversaries, with fairest flowers to sweeten the sad grave. The grand tombs are often splendidly illuminated, but the meanest heap of turf has its visitors, to chant a requiem, light a little lamp, suspend a garland, or strew a rose, as an affectionate tribute to departed love or separated friendship." Would that our neglected grave- yards — our "cities of silence," as the Turks poetically call cemeteries — could present scenes as consolatory ! Perhaps, however, it is as well that it is not death, but the world, that is too much with us. It has been remarked that the floral symbols of these ancient nations have elucidated some of the most difficult questions concerning their history, and have made it certain that most of the Indian and Egyptian customs originated in Chaldea — that land of serene and tranquil skies, where the observation of nature first grew into a science, and was cradled and cherished in the earliest ages of the world. The exclusiveness of the Chinese and Japanese races makes it difficult to obtain any reliable account of their florigraphical symbols ; nevertheless, there is sufficient proof that the former employ a floral alphabet, Jntr od uc tion. t 5 and that the latter, like all nations of ancient origin, possesses a mode of emblematic floral communication. In the ornamen- tation and beautifying of gardens the Chinese are said to excel all other countries ; it is not to be wondered at, therefore, that they make profuse use of flowers at their different public and private ceremonies — more especially those of marriage and burial: they plant flowers and shrubs about the graves of their families, and richly decorate their temples with blossomy offer- ings. Typical blooms are generally found associated with their •deities ; as for instance, is the case with Puzza, who is repre- sented seated on a lotus. The Japanese, Avho are evidently a sturdier race than their over-governed effeminate neighbours, evince great skill in the cultivation of flowers, and the production of new varieties of them. Their trees are stated to be remarkable for the number of them that bear double blossoms — a proof of experienced culture. The Japanese (as were the ancient Hebrews) are fond •of naming their children after beautiful flowers ; indeed, it has been stated that all their female names are derived from blos- soms — a graceful compliment akin to that of the Malayan tongue, which employs one word to express both women and flowers. They picture the Deity as recumbett upon a water- lily ; and in many ways, both sacred and secular, express not only their affection for flowers, but also a symbolic method of using them. So much has been said in various portions of this work re- specting the floral language of the Turks and Persians, that it may almost sound like repetition to advert to them once more; but as such stress is generally placed upon Lady Mary Wort- ley Montague's description and presumed introduction of these codes into Western Europe, it is impossible to pass the subject by without some allusion. The so-called Turkish " Language of Flowers" was first popularized in England and France by the above-named lady, and by La Motraie, Charles the Twelfth's companion in exile. From the few examples of this floral system cited by these illustrious travellers, it does not appear to indicate much of the brilliancy and delicacy of thought which characterized the emblematic methods of the nations of antiquity, and would seem merely to have originated (as a writer in the " Edinburgh 1 6 Intr od uc tion. Magazine " very justly observes) " in the idleness of the harem^ from the desire of amusement and variety which the ladies shut up there, without employment and without culture, must feel. It answers the purpose of enigmas, the solution of which amuses the vacant hours of the Turkish ladies, and is founded on a sort of crambo or bout rime." "The Turkish dialect being rich in rhymes," observes another florigraphical authority, " presents a multitude of words corre- sponding in sound with the names of the flowers ; but these rhymes are not all admitted into the language of flowers, and the knowledge of this language consists in being acquainted with the proper rhyme. A flower or fruit expresses an idea suggested by the word with which its name happens to rhyme. Thus, for instance, the word armonde (pear) rhymes among other words with ormonde (hope), and this rhyme is filled up as follows: 'Armonde: Wer bana bir orjnonde: Pear, let me not despair.' " Herr von Hammer, the well-known Oriental traveller, col- lected from the Greek and Armenian women, who are allowed to traffic with the inmates of the harems, about a hundred phrases of this peculiar vocabulary, some of which were after- wards published in a German miscellany entitled " Mines of tiie East." An able writer, comparing these wretched remnants of ancient floral customs with their pristine glories, speaks thus forcibly : *' The rich imagery and startling truth of the Eastern metaphors and symbols have crumbled into ruins, like the temples dedi- cated to their gods. Sickly and weak as is the modern language of flowers, it is yet as prevalent in its use as ever. Undoubtedly, the pure system of floral caligraphy came to Europe from Egypt, in which country the love of flowers was carried to such an ex- tent that Amasis, it is recorded, from a private soldier became general of the armies of King Partanis, for having presented him with a crown of flowers. This fortunate donor afterwards became the monarch of Egypt himself, and, it is to be presumed, did not neglect those favourites of Flora by whose means he gained his crown. European florigraphy rose and fell in Greece. There it attained the summit of its glory, and there sank into an ignominious neglect, from which it has never been entirely- Intr od uc tion. 1 7 renovated. It is, however, pleasant to learn that many rem- nants of the old floral customs still linger about the Grecian isles, and to read of a marriage ceremony in the Isle of Delos, in which flowers form the principal decorations. One authority tells us that at daybreak the islanders assembled, and crowned themselves with garlands ; strewed showers of blossoms upon the path of the bridal train ; wreathed the house with flowers ; singers and dancers appeared adorned with oak, myrtle, and hawthorn garlands ; the bride and bridegroom were crowned with poppies ; and upon their approach to the temple, a priest received them at its portals, and presented to each of them a spray of ivy — a symbol of the tie which was to unite them for ever. "~~~ The Italians, as a rule, are said to evince great dislike of perfumes ; and this, perhaps, combined with lingering memo- ries of the disgraceful scenes that were enacted by the Romans in their decadence, at the Floralian festivals, appears to have somewhat damped the national love of floral symbolism ; nevertheless, the innate afl"ection man entertains for commun- ing by means of these golden stars is not quite dormant even there, as occasional references in these pages will demonstrate. Floral emblemism is still powerful in the Iberian peninsula, but generally assumes a superstitious tinge, and, indeed, is principally indebted to Catholic legends for what little vitality it there possesses. In France the language of flowers reigns paramount, and amongst her gallant sons and vivacious daughters, reckons its admirers by myriads. Many of the pretty little floral vocabu- laries and grammars that have appeared during the last few years in England and America have been simply word-for- word translations from the works of our Gallic neighbours. The manifold editions which the various Blumen-Sprachcn of Germany have attained, prove that this fascinating study numbers numerous devotees amongst the philosophizing Teu- tonians ; whilst the frequent mention of floral emblematic customs by Gothe, and other distinguished writers, is sufficient to convince us of the hold which these ancient ideas have upon the mind of even the most educated classes of society. Hans Christian Andersen, the friend and favourite of young and old, of every reading child and of every grown person who 2 1 8 Intr od uc tion. loves to recall the visions and fancies of youth — the man whose simple heartfelt stories are translated into every civilized tongue — neverlosesanopportunityof depictingthe loveable intercourse which the people of the Scandinavian races hold with the floral world. In a sweet little sketch termed '' Das dummes Buck,'' he has these appropriate remarks : "The withered oak-leaf in this book is to remind him of a friend, a schoolfellow, with whom he swore a life-long friendship. He fastened the leaf to his student-cap, in the greenwood, when the bond that was to be so lasting was made. Where does he live now ? The leaf is preserved, but the friendship is ended ! Here is a foreign hot- house plant, too tender for the gardens of the North ; it looks as fresh as if the petals still exhaled perfume ! It was given to him by a maiden in her father's splendid garden. Here is a water-rose, a sweet water-rose, which he plucked himself, and which he has moistened with his own salt tears. And here is a nettle, and what can its leaves say .-* What were his thoughts as he plucked it, and why has he preserved it here "^ Here is a May-lily out of the forest solitude ; and here a perriwinkle- blossom from the parlour vase; and here a blade of ladies'-grass — ^what do they all typify V Well might Gothe exclaim, when thinking of such suggestive emblems as these, " Some flowers are only lovely to the eye, but others are lovely to the heart." Of England's interest for floral symbolism what may be said here.'' Accused of neglecting the charming study, and of deem- ing it too trivial for the notice of this prosaic age, yet do her bards — still do her favourite minstrels, tune their lyres to hymn its evergreen delights. From the days of Dan Chaucer, the har- binger of English poesy, to the Tennysonian age, have our poets continually paid homage to the emblematic language of flowers, as may be proved by reference to the countless extracts in this work. A distinguished writer has the following observations on the subject of Shakspeare's acquaintance with florigraphy : "Shak- speare has evinced in several of his plays a knowledge and a love of flowers ; but in no instance has he shown his taste and judgment in the selection of them with greater effect than in forming the coronal wreath of the lovely maniac, Ophelia. The queen describes the garland as composed of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long-purples ; and there can be no question that Introd uction. 1 9 Shakspeare intended them all to have an emblematic meaning". The crow-flower is a species of lychnis, or meadow campion : it is sometimes found double in our hedgerows ; and in this form we are told by Parkinson it was called The Fayre Mayde of France. It is to this name and to this variety that Shakspeare alludes in Hamlet. (The long-purples are commonly called " dead men's fingers.") " ' Our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them.' The daisy imports the purity or spring-tide of life ; and the intermixture of nettles needs no comment." Admitting the correctness of this interpretation, the whole is an excellent specimen of emblematic or picture writing. They are all wild flowers, denoting the bewildered state of the beau- tiful Ophelia s own faculties ; and the order runs thus, with the meaning of each term beneath : CROW-FLOWERS. NETTLES. DAISIES. LONG-PURPLES. Fayre Mayde. Stung to the quick. Her youthful bloom. Under the cold hatid oj" death. "A fair maid stung to the quick ; her youthful bloom under the cold hand of death." It would be difficult to select a more appropriate garland for this victim of love's cruelty. Indeed, Shakspeare, as the perusai of the following pages testifies, continually availed himself of the symbolism of flowers, in order to depict the passions of humanity. Chaucer and Herrick are probably next in rank amongst our earlier bards in the truly poetic fancy of rendering flowers vehicles of human sentiments. Amongst our modern minstrels, to speak of position would be invidious ; but nothing could come more appropriate to our purpose than this little lay by Patterson : ** Flowers are the brightest things which earth On her broad bosom loves to cherish ; Gay they appear as children's mirth, Like fading dreams of hope they perish. ** In every clime, in every age, Mankind has felt their pleasing sway; And lays to them have deck'd the page Of moralist and minstrel gay. "By them the lover tells his tale, — They can his hopes, his fears express ; The maid, when words or looks would fail. Can thus a kind return express. 2—2 20 Introduction. " They wreathe the harp at banquets tried, With them we crown the crested brave; They deck the maid — adorn the bride — Or form the chaplets for her grave." The richly varied and magnificent Flora of the American continent has offered her sons and daughters a floral vocabu- lary capable of almost unlimited application, and readily have the denizens of the New World seized upon and resuscitated these decaying systems of the Eastern Hemisphere. The numerous brilliant and original tokens which they have already sent forth in explanation of the American language of flowers prove that they are not dependent upon European codes for emblematic communion ; as Holmes — their own witty-wise Holmes — says : *' They ask no garlands sought beyond the tide, But take the leaflets gathered at their side." Many blossoms gathered from Columbia's well-stored garden will be discerned in this bouquet ; but this bright bud of Charles Fenno Hoffmann's will not fail to increase the brilliancy of the tout ensemble: THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS •'Teach thee their language? Sweet, I know no tongue, No mystic art those gentle things declare ; I ne'er could trace the schoolman's trick among Created things so delicate and rare. Their language ? Prithee ! why, they are themselves But bright thoughts syllabled to shape and hue, — The tongue that erst was spoken by the elves, When tenderness as yet within the world was new. "And, oh! do not their soft and starry eyes — Now bent to earth, to heaven now meekly pleading, Their incense fainting as it seeks the skies, Yet still from earth with freshening hope receding — Say, do not these to every heart declare, With all the silent eloquence of truth. The language that they speak is Nature's prayer, To give her back those spotless days of youth?" That flowers do mingle in the general prayer of nature, no thinking mind can deny. The links that bind them — that have ever bound them — to humanity, are too manifold to be broken or concealed. From the earliest historic ages, flowers have mingled with the deeds, and, alas ! misdeeds, of man ; and it Introd UCTION. 2 1 was probably, as the authoress of " Flora Domestica " suggests, "the general power of sympathy which caused them to be connected with some of the earliest events that history records. The mythologies of all nations are full of them ; and in all times they have been associated with the soldiery, the govern- ments, and the arts. Thus the patriot was crowned with Oak; the hero and the poet with Bay; and beauty with the Myrtle. Peace had her Olive ; Bacchus his Ivy ; and whole groves of oak-trees were thought to send out oracular voices in the. winds. One of the most pleasing parts of state splendour has been associated with flowers. . . It was this that brought the gentle family of Roses into such unnatural broils in the civil wars ; and still the united countries of Great Britain have each a floral emblem: Scotland has its Thistle, Ireland its Shamrock, and England the Rose. France, under the Bourbons, had the golden Lily." Our different festivals have each their own pecu- liar plant to be used in their celebration. At Easter, the Willow as a substitute for the Palm ; at Christmas, the Holly and Mistletoe ; and, on May-day, the Hawthorn or May-bush. Notwithstanding all that has happened, all that has been said upon the subject, some people still refuse credence to the influence of flowers — even deeming frivolous or meaningless these florigraphical tokens which have been a source of joyous feelings and sublime hopes to thousands. In his beautiful philosophical work on the "Nature and Phenomena of Life," Leo Grindon thus emphatically expresses his opinion as to the truthfulness of the emotions engendered in the human mind by this unspoken language : " The presig- nificance of mental and moral qualities by plants is fully as extensive as that of organic structure and configuration. This arises, of course, from the correspondence which subsists between the material and the spiritual world. The former, as the ex- ternal image of the latter, must needs prefigure it. The box- tree represents stoicism ; the camomile plant patiaice in adver- sity ; the ash and mulberry prefigure prudence; the nettle is a presage of spitcfidness ; trees like the hermandiay that make a great display of foliage, but produce no fruit of any value, give note of empty and pretentious boasters. It was not from their mere commercial value that the dowry of a Greek bride was paid in olive plants, any more that it is from mere fancy that 2 2 InTROD UCTION. the English one wears a wreath of orange blossoms : it prefigures the virtues and the aptitudes which adorn and should appear in the wife. The leaves are green all the year round ; flowers white and fragrant, fruits full grown, and others in youngest infancy are always to be seen on this beautiful tree. We may gather from Scripture why the ancients placed palm-branches in the hands of their statues of Temperance and Cheerfulness, and why, in Egypt, a vine was the hieroglyph of Intelligence." Such are the tenets of florigraphists. Let us hope that such harmless if not beneficent doctrines are destined for universal acceptance, and that those bright times, foretold by Slielley, are not far distant, when "Not gold, not blood, the altar dowers, Dut votive blooms and symbol flowers." The Rose. (LOVE.) "Love is like a rose." — Philip Bailey. BY universal suffrage the Rose has been voted to be the love- liest amongst the children of Flora. There is scarcely a name of any note in the world's literature that has not paid a willing tribute to the beauties of the ''bloom of love" and a collection comprising one tithe of all the choice things said of it would amply fill a very respectable-sized library. It is, in all probability, a native of the East, whence it tra- velled westward. It has now become an inhabitant of every civilized country, and opes its glowing petals to the sun in every quarter of the globe. Its scent is the most exquisite, its colours the most fascinating, and its verdure the most re- freshing of all the beauties of nature. Our rose-tree, however, is on a very small scale compared with the rose of the East. This latter grows to the height of fourteen feet, spreading out widely its branches, heavily laden with thick masses of the most lovely flowers. The rose ot Sharon and the rose of Damascus are the favourites of Oriental nations ; and, indeed, we have proofs that this latter species has been held in high esteem for nearly two thousand years. Few things have been more celebrated in history than the Rose Gardens at Psstum in Lucania, which flourished about the commencement of the Christian era. The rose is mentioned by the earliest writers of antiquity. Herodotus speaks of the double rose ; in the Song of Solomon is the expression, " I am the rose of Sharon ;" and allusion is also made therein to the plantation of roses at Jericho. Isaiah makes use of the beautiful thought — "The desert shall rejoice and blossom as the rose ;" and Stesichorus, one of the earliest 24 The Rose. Greek poets of whom any writings are extant, has left a refe- rence to the rose in the following fanciful lines : "Many a yellow quince was there Piled upon the regal chair ; Many a verdant myrtle bough — Many a rose crown fealy wreathed With twisted violets that grow Where the breath of Spring has breathed." Sappho, a contemporary of this latter author, wrote an exqui- site ode to the rose ; and Thomas Moore, the modern Anacreon, has thus transferred to the English the burning language of the Lesbian maid : *'If Jove would give the leafy bowers A queen for all their world of flowers, The rose would be the choice of Jove, And blush the queen of every grove. Sweetest child of weeping morning, Gem, the breast of earth adorning, Eye of flow'rets, glow of lawns. Bud of beauty, nursed by dawns : Soft the soul of love it breathes, Cypria's brow with magic wreathes ; And to the Zephyr's warm caresses, Diffuses all its verdant tresses, Till glowing with the wanton's play, It blushes a diviner ray." Anacreon, Love's own minstrel, in language scarcely surpassed by the glowing words of his unfortunate fellow-votary, Sappho, has celebrated the powers of the rose ; and, in lines eloquent as his master's own, the admiring Antipater, in his ode to the glorious Tean, prays that — "Around thy tomb, O bard divine! Where soft thy hallow'd brow reposes. Long may the deathless ivy twine. And Summer pour her wealth of roses." Theophrastus tells us that in his days the hundred-leaved rose (which is emblematic oi grace) grew on Mount Pangseus. It would seem that the Isle of Rhodes (i.e., roses) was so desig- nated from the culture of those flowers having been anciently carried on there. Pliny mentions several sorts of roses culti- vated by the Romans, and those of Campania, Miletus, and Cyrene were the most celebrated. Loudon seems to think that the white rose (typical of silence) , and the yellow rose (typify- The Rose. 25 ing infidelity), were unknown to the ancients ; and, if so, many- pretty legends connected with those blossoms lose their point. Be this as it may, those ancients themselves sometimes fabled that the red rose was originally white, but received a rosy hue from blood drawn by a thorn from the foot of Venus, as she was hastening to the aid of her adored Adonis. Carey fanci- fully ascribes its ruddy tint to the kisses of Eve ; and some to those of the Goddess of Love, from whose bath, Greek writers say, it originally sprang; whilst the full-bosomed cabbage rose, they say, sprang from the tears of Lycurgus, the enemy of Bacchus. One author, in speaking of this flower, asserts that in its primitive state it has no thorns, which, he suggestively adds, are produced by cultivation. Those glorious ancients who regarded the rose as the emblem \ of silence, as well as of love and joy, frequently represented Cupid offering one to Harpocrates, the God of Silence ; and, as a further illustration of the gentle hint, on festive occasions suspended a rose over the table, intimating to the assembled guests that the conversation was to be literally, as well as metaphorically, *' under the rose." This latter account is generally given as the correct derivation of the saying, '^ stcb rosa" applied to communications not to be repeated ; but some writers say that the rose was once dedicated to Harpo- crates, and thus became the emblem of taciturnity, for which reason, it is averred, it is frequently placed over the confes- sionals in Roman Catholic churches, indicating the secrecy which should attend whatever may be there disclosed to the ears of the priest. Roses, which, as Herodotus says, from the days when Midas, the Phrygian king, had gardens of them, until our own times, have ever reigned as queen of flowers, with a beauty only equalled by that of " the rose-bud garden of girls," and ever has that flower, which, Juliet tells us, would smell as sweet if called by any other name than that of " rose," been the darling bloom of poets and lovers. In the romance of ** Perceforet," a hat adorned with roses is a favourite Q;a(!;e d' amour. In Don Quixote's best-beloved fiction, " Amadis de Gaul," the captive Oriana throws to her lover, as a pledge of her unalterable affection, a rose bathed in her own tears. In the well-known German collection of romances ("The Book of Pleroes,") a pro- 2() ' The Rose. rninent position is assigned to the Rose Garden of Worms : the fragile rampart that surrounded that famous garden was nothing more than a silken thread. Being attacked by giants, it was triumphantly defended by a band of knights, to each of whom Princess Chrymhilde assigned a chaplet of roses and a kiss as a reward. It is said that one of the knights, named Hildebrandt, whilst accepting the chaplet, declined the salute ; but that another, who was a monk named Ilsan, was so pleased with the proffered recompense that he begged for the bestowal of similar favours upon each of the fifty-two monks inhabiting the convent to which he belonged. His request was granted, but not until he had slain fifty-two of the gigantic offenders. Roses were more highly prized by the Romans than any other flower : they considered them emblematic oi joy, and, in conformity with that idea, represented Comus, the God of Feasting, as a handsome young man, crowned with a garland of roses, whose leaves glistened with dew-drops. Milton, ever apt at classic lore, causes this sylvan deity to bid his attendant sprites *' Braid your locks with rosy twine, Dropping odours, dropping wine." In the reign of Domitian, the Egyptians thought of offering to that emperor's court, as a magnificent present, roses in the middle of winter ; but the Romans, who had already attained the means of forcing flowers, smiled at the proffered gift, so abundant were roses in Rome at this season. " In every street," says Martial, ''the odour of spring is breathed, and garlands of flowers, freshly gathered, are displayed." " Send us corn, Egyptian ! and we will send you roses," ironically ex- claims this poet. The extravagant use of flowers by the Romans was con- tinually subjecting them to the reproofs of their philosophers. They were accustomed to strew their streets with roses at their chief festivals. Heliogabalus had his bed, apartments, and porticoes strewed with the rarest flowers ; and, before him, Cicero reproached Verres with having travelled through Sicily, seated on roses, with a crown of flowers on his head, and a garland round his neck. The Roman physicians, whose duties were multitudinous, determined what kinds of plants were pro- per to be admitted into the floral crowns designed to be placed The Rose. 27 upon the heads of those whom it was intended should be honoured at great festivals. The plants selected were the pars- ley, the ivy, the myrtle, and the rose — all of which Vv^ere con- sidered to act as antidotes to the effects of wine. Rose-trees were employed both by the Greeks and Romans to decorate graves ; and instances are given of rose gardens being bequeathed by their proprietors for the purpose of fur- nishing flowers to cover their places of sepulture. They fre- quently invoked the most bitter imprecations against those who dared to violate these sacred plantations. Sometimes the dying man ordered that his heirs should meet every year, on the anniversary of his decease, to dine together near his tomb, and to crown it with roses from his sepulchral plantation. The early Christians strongly disapproved of the employ- ment of flowers, either at feasts or at burials, because they were so used by the Pagans. TertuUian wrote a book against garlands ; and Clement of Alexandria did not think it right that kings should be crowned with roses, as Christ was crowned with thorns. St. Anselm launched anathemas against those who made pilgrimages to the wells and fountains of reputed saints in order to strew them with flowers. Notwithstanding the strenous opposition of their clergy, however, the Roman converts persisted in their floral rites ; and, alluding to such practices, Bishop Heber says, " If this be heathenish, Heaven help the wicked !" The custom is prevalent in many countries of placing a chaplet of flowers above the dead. In some parts of the south of England, a wreath of white roses is borne before the corpse of a maiden by a young girl, and after the burial is hung up over her accustomed seat at church. "They are emblemati- cal," says Washington Irving, in his Sketch Book, " of purity, and the crown of glory which she has received in heaven." L. E. Landon's exquisite lines, entitled " The Legacy of the Roses," are stated to have been suggested by a bequest that Edward Rose, a citizen of London, who died in 1653, made. He left twenty pounds (a considerable sum in those days) for the purchase of an acre of land, for the poor of the village of Barnes in Surrey, where his remains are placed, upon condition that a number of rose-trees should be planted around his grave, and kept well tended. 28 The Rose. *' Plant the green sod with the crimson rose, Let my friends rejoice o'er my calm repose, Let my memory be like the odours shed, My hope like the promise of early red ; Let strangers share in their breath and bloom — Plant ye the bright roses over my tomb." So sang this pathetic writer, whose melancholy fate seems to throw a shadow of sadness over everything that she has written. Poor Laman Blanchard, whose own destiny was terminated so prematurely, in his " Life and Literary Remains of L. E. L.," tells of a touching and graceful compliment once paid to the subject of his story: " It was a tribute from America, sent from the far-off banks of the Ohio, a curious species of the Michigan rose, accompanied by a prayer that she would plant it on the grave of Mrs. Hemans. To no hand could it have been more appropriately transmitted than to the hand which wrote so reverently and raptuously of that gifted woman ;" and whose own words she might well wailingly quote, and say, "The rose, the glorious rose, is gone." It does seem strange that flowers — and of all flowers, that most brilliant one, the rose — should be so often associated with death and sorrow ; and yet the combination is a universal one. Formerly, the rose was blended with the lily, to form a general emblem of frail mortality. " This sweet flower," says Evelyn, " borne on a branch set with thorn, and accompanied with the lily, are natural hieroglyphics of our fugitive, anxious, and tran- sitory life, which, making so fair a show for a time, is not yet without its thorns and crosses." Washington Irving, in his sketch of rural funerals, says : *' The white rose was planted at the grave of a maiden ; her chaplet was tied with white ribands in token of her spotless innocence, though sometimes black ribands were intermingled, to bespeak the grief of survivors. The red rose was occasionally used .... but roses in general were appropriated to the graves of lovers." Evelyn tells us that near his residence in Surrey, " the maidens yearly planted and decked the graves of their defunct sweethearts with rose- bushes ;" and Camden, in his " Britannia," remarks : " Here is also a certain custom, observed time out of mind, of planting rose trees upon the graves, especially by the young men and maids who have lost their loves." The Rose. 29 The short and fracflle nature of flowers has ever caused them to be regarded as types of the frail tenure of this existence — so much so, indeed, that many restrain from even plucking them, and even regard a present of them as an inauspicious omen. A promising young poetess, who has just departed from amongst us, embodied this idea in the following touching lines — rendered all the more pathetic from the fact that their pub- lication only preceded her decease by a few weeks: ** Oh ! do not give me flowers, my love, Oh ! do not give me flowers ! 'T is an omen sad to give your love— These fragile, fading flowers. Their life is given by the sun, His warmth and light their birth, But soon must every fading one Shed its pale leaves on earth. Oh, do not give me flowers, my love, Oh, do not give me flowers ! 'T is an omen sad to give your love — These fragile, fading flowers. ** I would not wear a wreath of flowers Upon my bridal day, Or let them strew my path with showers Of roses, bright and gay. 'T is better they should shade a grave In cool and lonely dell, "Where green ferns droop and harebells wave Each swaying lilac bell. Oh ! do not give me flowers, my love, Oh ! do not give me flowers ! 'T is an omen sad to give your love — These fragile, fading flowers." Ella Ingram. But enough of the saddening thoughts engendered by such painful associations. " To fresh fields, and pastures new," O loving reader, come ! Is there any need to remind you that the rose, the inter- preter of our finest feelings and most delicate emotions, is em- blematical of joy and love ? Consecrated to Venus, the Goddess of Beauty, like her it is a type of all that is most graceful in youth, innocence and pleasure. Celebrated by Anacreon as '* the flower of flowers," and extolled by every succeeding, ay, and preceding poet, all the lavish praise it has received has not 30 The Rose. yet enhausted its beauties — has not yet even completed the catalogue of its charms. Much as Western folks have lauded Queen Rose, their com- mendations are faint compared with the adulation (we had almost said adoration) her loveliness invokes from the natives of Oriental lands. It is true that with them the rose attains a magnitude and magnificence scarcely comprehended in these colder climes. There, travellers say, the elegance of the trees, bending beneath their load of fragrant blossom, is beyond all power of description ; and, what renders the attraction greater, is the song of the nightingales continually warbling in the bosom of their beloved flowers. And, as *' Other lands and other floral rites, The thought poetic and the pen invites," let us see what the admiring Oriental has to say about the masterpiece of florigraphy. There is scarcely a great name in their literature that has not paid tribute to " the bloom of love." Their poems are filled with its praise, and quaintly fantastic are some of the numberless beautiful legends with which they have entwined it ; but of all the charming tales they tell you of the rose, none are more poetically valuable than those which describe the passionate love borne for it by the nightingale. In the " Book of the Nightingale," by the Persian poet Attar, the whole feathered creation is represented as appearing before Solomon, and making a charge against the nightingale of disturbing their rest by the plaintiveness of its warbling. The wise king summoned, questioned, and finally acquitted the poor bird, when it assured him that its frenzied strains were caused by the distracting love it entertained for the rose — a love that compelled it to ease its oppressed bosom by breaking forth into the touching lamentations for which it was accused. This legend is a favourite one with the Persians, who devoutly believe that this bird flutters about the rose until, overpowered by love and perfume, it falls to the ground stupefied. Saadi, Hafiz, Jami, and numberless other Persian poets of more or less renown, have sung the praises of " the blooming rose;" and from the verses of the last named we learn that the first rose appeared in Gulistan at the time the flowers The Rose. 31 demanded a new sovereign from Allah, because the drowsy lotus would slumber at night. At first the maiden queen was snowy white, and encircled with a protecting guard of thorns ; but the poor nightingale fell into such an ecstacy of love over her charms, and so recklessly pressed his lovelorn and musical heart against those cruel thorns, that his blood, so far as it could trickle into the blossom's bosom, dyed it crimson ; and, as the poet justly observes, " are not the petals white at the extremity where the poor little bird's blood could not reach ?" The above-named Gulistan, so famed in Persian story, is the place where so many roses were grown that it was a five days* camel-ride through the great garden. Thence was brought the precious attar for the Shah's own use, and thence came daily fresh-plucked petals for the bed of the Sultana, who could not sleep if the rose-leaves were too much crumpled. Jackson, in his "Journey," says that the roses of the Sinan Nile, or " Garden of the Nile," are unequalled, and that mat- tresses are made of their leaves for men of rank to recline on. In this famous Gulistan it was, too, that they discovered how to manufacture the renowned rose wine — a glass of which wonderful liquor would make the sternest monarch merciful, or make the sickliest mortal slumber amid his pains ; and it was in this same Gulistan that they all knew what were those "five secrets of Allah " which the five petals of the first rose signified. The Turks believe that roses sprang from the perspiration ot Mahomet, who christened his white mare which brought him from Medina, "Werda," after the snowy blossom — and for that reason they never tread upon a rose-leaf, or suiter one to lie upon the ground. They also, it is said, sculpture a rose on the tombstones of females who die unmarried. The story of the learned Zeb, who intimated by a rose-leaf that he might be received into the silent academy of Amadan, is a popular one amongst Oriental nations. The vacant place for which he applied having been filled up before his arrival, the president intimated this to him by filling a glass so full of water that a single additional drop would have made it run over ; but Zeb contrived to place the petal of a rose so delicately upon the water that it was not disturbed in the least, and was rewarded for his ingenious allusion by instant admission into the society. Father Catron, in his " History of the Mogul Empire," says 32 • T^HE Rose. that the celebrated Princess Nourmahal filled an entire canal with rose-water, upon which she was in the habit of sailing with the Great Mogul. The heat of the sun disengaged the essential oil from the liquid, and through its being observed floating on the surface, the discovery was made of that far- famed perfume, "attar of roses." Another of those extraordinary princesses of antiquity — Cleopatra — was pleased to link her fame to what William Sawyer, one of our living poets, calls "the passion-hearted rose." The wily Egyptian once received her latest lover, Antony, in an apartment covered to a considerable depth with rose-leaves ; and Antony himself, when dying, begged to have roses scattered o'er his tomb. Some of the mythologists ascribe the origin of the rose to the beautiful Rhodante, Queen of Corinth, who, to escape from the persecutions of her lovers, attempted to seclude herself in the Temple of Diana; being forced from her sanctuary by the clamour of the people, she prayed the gods to metamophosise her into a flower, and the rose, into which she was changed, still bears the blushes that dyed her cheeks when forced to expose herself to public gaze. The fragrance with which this " earth star " is so richly en- dowed, is stated by those same poetical ancients to be derived from a cup of nectar thrown over it by Cupid ; and its thorns, they say, are the stings of the bees with which the arc of his bow was strung. The Hindoo mythologists (who are not a whit less poetical than their Hellenic, Latin, or Mahommedan brethren) say that Pagoda Siri, one of the wives of Vishnu, was discovered in a rose. What an appropriate bower was that for a lovely god- dess to recline in ! Hebrew literature also paid due homage to these glorious blossoms, which, as William Sawyer says, are " as bright as if their blooms were blooms of light !" One of their suggestive fables says that, early one morning, a maiden went into a gar- den to gather a garland of roses. There they all grew — mere buds, just opening to the ripening sun. " I will not pluck 3^ou yet," said the girl ; " the sun shall open you first, that you may be still more beautiful, and your scent stronger." She returned at noonday, and found the loveliest roses gnawed by a worm, The Rose. ZZ and bending before the scorching rays of the sun, withered and dead ! The young girl wept for her folly ; and the following morning she gathered her garland early. Another equally appropriate fable from the same collection tells of a pious man, who, one day, was sorrowfully pacing up and down his garden, and doubting the care of Providence. At length he stood transfixed before a rose-bush ; and thus spake the spirit of the rose unto him : " Do I not animate a beautiful plant — a cup of thanksgiving, full of fragrance to the Lord, in the name of all flowers, and an offering of the sweet- est incense to Him } And where do you find me } Amongst thorns. But they do not sting me ; they protect and give me sap. This thine enemies do for thee ; and should not thy spirit be firmer than that of a frail flower ?" Strengthened, the man went thence, and his soul became a cup of thanksgiving for his enemies. Oriental races appear to entertain some superstitious ideas respecting the sanctity of the rose, and evidently rely upon its efftcacy to obliterate all desecrating powers. Thus, when Sala- din reconquered Jerusalem, in 1 128, he would not enter the Mosque of the Temple, which the Christians had been using as a church, until the walls had been thoroughly washed and purified with rose-water. Voltaire also relates that after the taking of Constantinople by Mahmoud II., in 1453, the church of St. Sophia was cleansed in a similar manner with rose-water, before it was converted into a mosque. The Catholic Church has always regarded the rose as a mystical flower ; and formerly it was the custom with her to employ it at every ceremony from birth to burial. Large vessels filled with rose-water were used at baptisms, in illustra- tion of which practice, Bayle relates that at the baptism of Ronsard, his nurse, on the way to the church, let him fall upon a heap of flowers ; and at that same instant the woman who held the vessel of rose-water poured it upon the infant. " All this/' says Bayle, " has been regarded as a happy omen of the great esteem in which his poems would one day be held." At marriages and other festivities, in the middle ages, the guests wore chaplets of roses. The author of " Percefcret," describing an entertainment, says, " Every person wore a chap- let of roses on his head. The Constable of France (and 3 34 The Rose. probably other great officers at other Courts), when he waited on the King at dinner, had one of these crowns. Women, when they took the veil, and when they married, were thus adorned. Warriors wore their helmets encircled by these flowers, as may be seen from their monumental figures. This fondness of our ancestors for this fragrant and elegant flower, and the various uses to which they applied it, explains a par- ticular that at first sight appears somewhat whimsical, which is, ' the bushels of roses sometimes paid by vassals to their lords." As an instance of these "whimsical " grants, take one made in 1576, by Richard Cox, Bishop of Ely, to Christopher (after- wards Sir Christopher) Hatton, of great part of Ely House, Holborn, for twenty-one years, in which the tenant covenants to pay, on Midsummer Day, a red rose for the gate-house and garden ; the Bishop reserving to himself and successors free access through the gate-house, for walking in the gardens^ and gathering twenty bushels of roses yearly. j The demand for these beautiful flowers was formerly so great that it was indeed no unusual thing for vassals, both in France and England, to pay bushels of them to their lords ; and there are instances of a single rose being deemed an equivalent for rent. Thus, Sir William Clopton granted to Thomas Smith a piece of ground, called Dokmedwe, in Han- stede, for the annual payment of a rose, at the Nativity of John the Baptist, to Sir William, and his heirs, in lieu of all services : dated at Hanstede, on Sunday next before the Feast of All Saints, 3 Henry IV., 1402. Chaucer is one of the earliest English authors who mentions this flower : and in his "Romaunt of the Rose," (a translation from the French) he gives many of the emblematical meanings assigned to it in the mediaeval ages ; and William Dunbar, one of Scotland's truest as well as oldest bards, most poetically describes the happy union of Princess Margaret of England with his royal master, James IV. of Scotland, under the alle- gorical title of " The Thistle and the Rose." In the days of chivalry roses were often worn by chevaliers at tournaments, as an emblem of their devotion to love and beauty ; knightS; also at tournaments wore roses embroidered in their sleeves, as an emblem that gentleness should accom- pany courage, and that beauty was the reward of valour. The Rose. 35 The Golden Rose which the Pope presents to contemporary sovereigns is an institution of the middle ages : the flower is considered an emblem of the mortality of the body, and the gold of which it is composed, of the immortality of the soul. There is an old mosaic, in the church of St. Susan at Rome, in which Charlemagne is represented kneeling, and receiving from St. Peter a standard covered with roses. There are numerous traditions of the Catholic Church with which " the flower of flowers " is associated. Marullus tells a story of a holy virgin named Dorothea, who suffered martyr- dom in Caesarea, under the government of Fabricius, and who converted to Christianity a scribe named Theophilus, by send- ing him, in the winter-time, some roses out of Paradise. It has already been shown that the rose was occasionally used as typical of sorrowful feelings, and the Greeks, who realized all their ideals, not only dedicated it to Venus as an emblem of love and beauty, and to Aurora as an emblem of youth, but also to Cupid as an emblem of fugacity and danger, from the fleeting nature of its charms and the wounds inflicted by its thorns. In many countries the rose seems to be the flower most frequently connected with the death of youths and children. " In Poland," says Phillips, "they cover the coflins of children with roses; and when the funeral passes the streets, a multitude of these flowers are thrown from the windows." Mrs. Edward Thomas, in some expressive lines upon the death of a child, alluding to a singular custom observed by the Mexicans, says, "They wreathe the very thought of death with flowers, And make his altar fair as marriage shine;" in a foot-note subjoining these particulars : "At the funeral of a child in Acapulco, Mexico, the body was dressed m.agnifl- cently, crowned with roses^ and the table on which it was laid was covered with flowers. The table was carried through the streets with the child on it ; three or four men and boys walked in front firing rockets ; and the military band followed, playing the gayest music. Regarding the death of children as merely their translation to an angelic existence, such an event amongst these people is an occasion of joy rather than mourning." 36 The Rose. This custom reminds one of the habits of a certain Thracian tribe, of whom Herodotus relates that they mourned at the child's birth into the misery of this world, and held jubilee at the interment of their relatives, because of their deliverance from an infinity of ills. The French carry out to excess, not only the custom of decorating graves with flowers, but also the penalties ordained for those who injure the funeral blossoms. "Le Moniteur'* relates that a woman named Bade, who was employed at a handsome stipend to attend to the flowers planted upon a tomb in the Cimetiere du Sud, finding that two magnificent rose-trees, which overshaded the grave, Avere withered, instead of purchasing others to supply their place, abstracted two ot a similar species from a neighbouring tomb, and exchanged them for those that had died under her care, or rather neglect. The superintendent of the cemetery discovered the theft, and knowing that it was not her first offence, made a complaint against the woman, and the consequence was that she received a twelvemonth's imprisonment ! These same French have a very pretty custom connected v/ith the rose, which in some respects resembles the old English one of selecting a May Queen. The inhabitants of a village select the girl they deem best deserving the prize of virtue, and, carrying her in triumph to a neighbouring church, there crown her, with a wreath of roses, queen of their village for the ensuing year. Tradition asserts that this innocent festival was first instituted in the sixth century, at Salency, his birth- place, by St. Medard (the French St. Swithin), Bishop of Noyon ; and, adds the story, the good prelate had the pleasure of crown- ing his own sister as first Rose-Queen of Salency. Another foreign festival appertaining to this emblem of joy, was that held in the middle ages at the Italian city of Treviso, where the inhabitants periodically erected a fortress of carpets, silk hangings, and similar materials. The city maidens took possession, after having seen that their stronghold was well supplied with spices, flowers — especially rose.s — and other war- like missiles. When all was prepared, the fortalice was vigor- ously attacked by a party of the opposite sex, who were met by showers of rose-water and volleys of sweet things, until, as in duty bound, they surrendered at discretion. Amongst the The Rose. 37 ■many high and mighty ones who came to witness or take part in this entertainment was the German Emperor Barbarossa ; and he is stated to have declared it to have been one of the greatest diversions that he had ever enjoyed. These attractive customs were doubtless derived from the East: somev/hat similar ones have existed in Persia 'iiovix time immemorial. Sir William Ouseley tells us, in his " Travels in Persia," that when he entered the flower garden belonging to the governor of the castle near Fassa, he was overwhelmed with roses ; and in the present days, when these beloved flowers are in full bloom, bands of young men parade the streets of the cities, singing, dancing, playing, and pelting those they meet with showers of roses. In return for these amusements, the spectators reward them with trifling gra- tuities, with which they then betake themselves to places of public entertainment. In Smyrna they demonstrate their love for the queen of flowers by calling one of their streets, after her, " The Street of Roses." The Londoners also, it is true, have several Rose Streets ; but, alas ! none of them are so fragrant as their name would seem to imply. Amongst many nations of antiquity it was customary to crown bridal couples with wreaths of white and red roses ; and in the processions of the Corybantes, Cybele, the protecting deity of cities, was pelted with these odoriferous blossoms.. The Roman generals w^ho had achieved any remarkable vic- tory were permitted to have roses sculptured on their shields. Rose-water was the favourite perfume of the Roman ladies, and the most luxurious even used it in their baths. In that wonderfully entertaining old romance, " The Golden Ass " of Apuleius, the Latin prototype of " Gil Bias," the hero, Lucius, recovers his human form by eating some of the roses from the crown which the priest of Isis carried in the procession annu- ally held in honour of the goddess Cybele. A writer in the '' Household Words," in an article containing some exquisite bits about those most exquisite of all things, roses, speaking of a certain autumnal specimen of the tribe, thus humorously tells its tale : ** It is," she says, " a turncoat flower, whose history I blush to relate, but averts your censure like other fair offenders; for, if to its lot some floral errors fall, 38 The Rose. look in its face, and you '11 forget them all ! It made its appear- ance during Louis the Eighteenth's time, and was named Rose du Roi, or the King's Rose, in compliment to him. But whert Buonaparte came over from Elba and put the King to flight, the proprietor, thinking that his new rose with any other name would bring in more money, deemed it good policy to re- christen it Rose d'Empereur, or the Emperor's Rose. But the Hundred Days were a limited number, and the Battle of Wa- terloo again changed the aspect of political affairs. The rose ratted once more, and was re-styled Rose du Roi. It is known in England as the Crimson Perpetual ; I should have called it the Crimson Weathercock." This rose was apparently a time-server and a political rene- gade ; but the next to be spoken of were fierce and faithful to the cause which took its name from them. Shakspeare has embalmed the legendary history attached to the York and Lancaster roses in his play of ** Henry VI." The story runs. that various adherents of the rival Yorkist and Lancastrian factions were disputing in the Temple Gardens, when Edward Mortimer's nephew and heir, Richard Plantagenet, interrupted, the conversation by saying, "Let him that is a tme-born gentleman, And stands upon the honour of his birth, If he suppose that I have pleaded truth, From off this briar pluck a white rose with me." To which the Earl of Suffolk made reply, "Let him that is no coward and no flatterer, But dare maintain the party of the tnith, Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me. " On their respective followers imitating their example, the Earl' of Warwick prophesies that the result of this feud " Shall send between the red rose and the white A thousand souls to death and deadly night. " And history duly records how mournfully his prediction was- verified by the succeeding Wars of the Roses, as they are termed ; but also records how the effusion of blood was at last stayed by the union of the two rival families in the mar- riage of Henry VII. with the heiress of the house of York, The Rose. 39 thus affording an opportunity of creating the very pretty floral fancy typified in the crimson and white striped rose, that hence- fortli was considered emblematical of the aUiance. Not only has this beautiful flower been selected as the signal for contention and slaughter, but, strange to relate, has at times been even the means of almost — if not quite — killing some sensitive members of the geiius homo. Many have heard of the singular horror with which the odour of certain flowers inspires some people; but few are aware that to "die of a rose in aromatic pain " is something more than a poetical fiction ; and yet many such things are on record. Amatus Lusitanus is cited by Dr. Millinger, amongst many other authorities, and he relates the case of a monk who fainted when he beheld a rose, and never quitted his cell while that flower was in bloom. Ofila gives the instance of the painter Vincent, who was seized with violent vertigo whenever there were roses in the room. Who would have thought that a flower — only a flower — could have wrought so much pleasure and pain in this mun- dane sphere } Truly " roses are linked by the chain of asso- ciation with a thousand chapters in the history of our race : they point to the Wars of the Roses ; to Saadi and the Gulistan ; to the Pope's Golden Rose ; to Rosamund, surnamed of rosa mimdi ; to the 'bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream;' to the Rosicrucians, and everything else that is or was in the least degree roseate." Few are those who will not be able to exclaim with Eliza Cook, when recalling to mind how many past events of their life have been associated with these universally admired blooms, * ' There is much in my past bearing waymarks of flowers, The purest and rarest in odour and bloom ; There are beings and breathings and places and hours Still trailing in roses o'er Memory's tomb." But what are all our rosy customs and festivals compared with Oriental ones "^ Already have several Persian legends connected with the rose been alluded to ; but it is impossible to exhaust the theme. " Lalla Rookh " is replete with roseate similes ; for, as Moore therein remarks, when speaking of the Feast of Roses, "That joyous time, when pleasures pour Profusely round, and in their shower 40 The Rose. Hearts open like the season's rose, The flow'ret of a hundred leaves, Expanding while the dew-fall flows, And eveiy leaf its balm receives. " Tavernier tells us that it is affirmed by the Ghebers, or Fire- Worshippers, of Persia, that when Abraham, their great pro- phet, was thrown into the fire by order of Nimrod, the flame turned instantly into a bed of roses, where the child sweetly reposed. Moore thus availed himself of the tradition : ** Is sweet and welcome as the bed For their own infant prophet spread, When pitying Heaven to roses turn'd '■" The death-flames that beneath him bum'd." All roses are justly celebrated, but " the rose of Cashmere," says Forster, " for its brilliancy and delicacy of odour has long been proverbial in the East." ' ' Who has not heard of the Vale of Cashmere With its roses, the brightest that earth ever gave?" demands Tom Moore ; and really, if it is anything like Sir Robert Porters description of one of the royal gardens of Persia, no one can blame the poet's high-flown rhapsodies. *' On my first entering this bower of fairyland," says Sir Robert, " I was struck with the appearance of two rose-trees full fourteen feet high, laden with thousands of flowers in every degree of expansion, and of a bloom and delicacy of scent that embued the whole atmosphere with exquisite per- fume. Indeed, I believe that in no country in the world does the rose grow in such perfection as in Persia ; in no country is it so cultivated and prized by the natives. Their gardens and courts are crowded by its plants, their rooms ornamented with vases filled with its gathered bunches, and every bath strewed with the full-blown flowers, plucked from the ever-replenished stems. . . . But in this delicious garden of Negaaristan the eye and the smell are not the only senses regaled by the presence of the rose. The ear is enchanted by the wild and beautiful notes of multitudes of nightingales, whose warblings seem to increase in melody and softness with the unfolding of their fav^ourite flower. Here, indeed, the stranger is most powerfully reminded that he is in the country of the nightin- gale and the rose." The Rose. The loves of the nightingale and the rose have already been more than once alluded to, but the subject is inexhaustible. This melodious bird appears in the East at the season when its adored flower begins to blow, which has engendered the poetical fiction that it bursts forth from its bud at the song of its admirer. Says the admired poet, Jami, " The nightingales warbled their enchanting notes and rent the thin veils of the rose-bud and the rose;" and Moore has sung, in his soft song, ** Oh, sooner shall the rose of May- Mistake her oviTi sweet nightingale, And to some meaner minstrel's lay Open her bosom's glowing veil, Tlian love shall ever doubt a tone — A breath — of the beloved one ! " Mrs. Browning has alluded in the most exquisite tones to this sweet legend in her '* Lay of the Early Rose " — that foolish flower that oped her petals ere the summer came, and deemed "Ten nightingales shall flee Their woods for love of me. " Jami asserts with poetic freedom that " You may place a hand- full of fragrant herbs and flowers before the nightingale ; yet he wishes not in his constant heart for more than the sweet breath of his beloved rose." *' Though rich the spot With every flower this earth has got, What is it to the nightingale If there his darling rose is not?" asks the author of " Lalla Rookh." The followin^r lines are from a lyric of Hafiz, vv^herein the poet assumes the character of a nightingale in addressing his love : "Once more see the nightingale, languid and faint, Pours forth to the garden his sorrowful plaint : May the rose ever flourish in beauty and bloom ; May evil ne'er touch her, misfortune ne'er come ; Long, long may she flourish wherever she 's seen, And rule 'midst the flowers as the sovereign queen ! But, oh, may she smile with less scornful an eye, Nor leave her poor lovers to languish and die ! " Lord Byron did not overlook the pretty fable, and in the " Bride of Abydos" makes a solitary rose bloom above Zuleika's 42 The Rose. tomb, over which the love-lorn nightingale poured forth his plaintive notes: *' A single rose is shedding there Its lonely lustre, meek and pale : It looks as planted by despair — So white, so faint — the slightest gale Might whirl the leaves on high ; And yet, though storms and blight assail. And hands more rude than wintry sky May wring it from its stem ; in vain — To-morrow sees it bloom again ! . ^ • To it the livelong night there sings A bird unseen, but not remote : Invisible his airy wings, But soft as harp that Houri strings His long entrancing note." Syria is thought by Richardson to have derived its name from suriy a beautiful and delicate species of rose for which the country has been celebrated from time immemorial; hence its Oriental name, Suristan, the Land of Roses. There, as Byron. sings in the " Giaour," is *'The rose, o'er crag or vale, Sultana of the nightingale, The maid for whom his melody, His thousand songs, are heard on high, Blooms blushing to her lover's tale : His queen, the garden queen, his rose, Unbent by winds, unchill'd by snows, Far from the winters of the west. By every breeze and season blest. Returns the sweets by nature given In softest incense back to heaven." The violet is very highly prized in the East ; but, says Hafir,. " When the rose enters the garden, even the violet prostrates itself before it with its face to the ground." But Persian legends of and allusions to the queen of flowers are innumerable, and still many blossoms nearer home await our culling. One of the most memorable plants in existence is the renowned rose-tree of Hildersheim, said to have been set by Charlemagne, in commemoration of a visit of respect paid to him by the ambassador of the celebrated Caliph Haroun Alraschid; and who, as a symbol of his authority, carried a purple banner, on which were embroidered the arms of his sovereign, being roses on a golden field. The wonderful legend The Rose. 43 of the ancient tree runs thus: Louis the Pious came to the district on a hunting expedition, and after the sport ordered Mass to be said in the open air. On retiring to his habitation, the priest who had officiated at the ceremony missed the Holy Image, and his search for it proving fruitless, he returned to the spot, and to his surprise beheld it between the branches of a wild rose-tree. Attempting to regain it, he was awe-stricken to find that it eluded his grasp, and, after several vain efforts to obtain the sacred object, he went back to Louis, and informed him and his Court of what had taken place. All rushed forth and fell on their knees before the miraculous tree, over which the superstitious monarch ordered a cathedral to be built. Dr. Grashop, of Hildersheim, gives the following description of its present condition : The roots are buried in a sort of coffin- shaped vault under the middle altar of the crypt, which crypt is proved by known documents to have been built in the year 818, and to have survived the burning of the other parts of the cathedral on the 21st of January, 1013, and the 23rd of March, 1 146; so that there can be little doubt that the claim of this rose-tree — which, despite its thousand years of age, still blos- soms profusely — to be the oldest in the world, is just. The affection entertained in all countries for the rose, and its constant association with humanity, have caused its various developments from bud to scattered bloom, to be universally deemed emblematic of man's transitory existence, as also of " the course of true love." Berkeley, in his " Utopia," describes lovers as declaring their passion by presenting to the fair be- loved a rose-bttd just beginning to open, our symbol of a con- fession of love. If the lady accepted and wore the bud, she was supposed to favour his pretensions. As time intensified the lover's affection, he followed up the first present by that of a half-blown rose, significant of love ; and this was again followed by one full blown, typical of engagement ; and if the lady wore this last, she was considered as engaged for life. Leigh Hunt, in his " Descent of Liberty," thus alludes to the infant loveliness of this flower: ** Of the rose, full-lipped and warm. Round about whose riper form Her slender virgin train are seen In their close-fit caps of green." 44 "The Rose. And again, to ' Tlie sheath-enfolded fans of rosy bushes, Ready against their blushes." Spenser has bequeathed us a very fehcitous stanza about the budding rose: * ' Ah ! see the virgin rose, how sweetly she Doth first peep forth with bashful modesty, That fairer seems the less ye see her may ! Lo ! see soon after how, more bold and free, Her bared bosom she doth broad display ! Lo ! see soon after how she fades and falls away!" Sir Walter Scott tells us that " The rose is fairest when 't is budding new, And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears ; The rose is sweetest washed with morning dew, And love is loveliest when embalmed with tears. " But of all the beautiful things said about this most beautiful of Flora's children, the most delicate and the most apposite appears to us to be " The Dying Rose-bud's Lament," by a transatlantic poetess, the late Mrs. Osgood. ' ' Ah, me ! ah, woe is me ! ' ' How oft, while yet an infant flower, That I should perish now. My crimson cheek I 've laid With the dear sunlight just let in Against the green bars of my bower. Upon my balmy brow. Impatient of the shade ; " My leaves, instinct with glowing life, " And pressing up and peeping through Were quivering to unclose ; Its small but precious vistas, My happy heart with love was rife — Sighed for the lovely light and dew I was almost a rose. That blessed my elder sisters. ** Nerved by a hope, rich, warm, intense, " I saw the sweet breeze rippling o'er Already I had risen Their leaves that loved the play, Above my cage's curving fence. Though the light thief stole all the store My green and graceful prison. Of dew-drop gems away. " My pouting lips, by Zephyr pressed, " I thought how happy I should be Were just prepared to part, Such diamond wreaths to wear. And whispered to the wooing wind And frolic with a rose's glee The rapture of my heart. With sunbeam, bird, and air. "In new-bom fancies revelling, " Ah, me ! ah, woe is me ! that I, My mossy cell half-riven. Ere yet my leaves unclose, Each thrilling leaflet seemed a wing With all my wealth of sweets, must die To bear me into heaven. Before I am a rose !" It scarcely appears possible that this sweet, suggestive lay could be the production of a girl only fourteen years old, yet The Rose, 45 that that was her age at the time of its composition poor Edgar Poe, an intense admirer of the poetess, assures us. The fol- lowing chat with the emblem of love and beauty, by Mrs. Sigourney, another American poetess, will probably read coldly after Frances Osgood's poem : *'Most glorious rose, You are the queenly belle. On you all eyes Admiring turn. Doubtless you might indite Romances from your own sweet history — They 're quite the fashion now, and crowd the page Of every periodical. Wilt tell None of your heart adventures ? Never mind ! We plainly read the Zephyr's stolen kiss In your deep blush ; so where 's the use to seal Your lips so cunningly, when all the world Calls yon the flower of loi'e?" Yes! all the world knows that the beautiful rose is the em- blem of love ; but none alluded to the fact more masterly than did " Love's own minstrel," Anacreon, and in these verses Leigh Hunt has ably transmuted the glowing words of the glorious old Tean into our modest English tongue: "The rose, the flower of love. Mingle with our quaffing ; The rose, the lovely leaved. Round our broAvs be weaved. Genially laughing. " Oh, the rose, the first of flowers, Darling of the early bowers, E'en the gods for thee have places j Thee, too, Cytherea's boy Weaves about his locks for joy. Dancing with the Graces. But the short life of this august flower ofttimes causes it, when fading, to be deemed a suitable representative oi fleeting beauty, and many are the " morals " that poet and philosopher have deduced from this stage; but there is also another record to be made, and that is of its fragrance after death : the flush of beauty may be gone from its withered petals, but the scent of the rose will cling to it still ; and so, even when life is over, we yet place, as Barry Cornwall remarks, " First of all, the rose; because its breath Is rich beyond the rest ; and when it dies, It doth bequeath a charm to sweeten death." Yes, kind friend ! even a dead rose — emblem of sweet memories — " doth bequeath a charm to sweeten death," because, though " pale, and hard, and dry as stubble-wheat," yet, as Elizabeth Barrett Browning tells us, 46 The Rose. ' ' The heart doth recognize tliee, Alone, alone ! the heart doth smell thee sweet, Doth view thee fair, doth judge thee most complete, Perceiving all those changes that disguise thee. Yes, and the heart doth owe thee More love, dead rose, than to any roses bold, Which Julia wears at dances, smiling cold ! Lie still upon this heart, which breaks below thee ! " Of all the poets that sing the praises of the roses, none seem to do so more con a?no7^e than Chaucer: his heroes and heroines are invariably garlanded with its flowers, as are his songs scented with its fragrance; and in the " Romaunt of the Rose" he dowers his favourite flowers with quite a poetical apotheosis. How well, too, does he describe Venus as wearing " on her head her rosy garland, white and red." Of roses white and red Shakspeare's self does say: ** The roses fearfully on thorns did stand. One blushing shame, another white despair ; A third, nor red nor white, had stolen of both." St. Cecilia was said to have received a miraculous crown of roses from heaven ; and Tennyson tells how "Her hair wound with white roses, slept St. Cecily." To step from sacred to profane, how prettily has Bowring translated from the Russ of Kastrov, this evidence of the frailty of lovers' vows : ** The rose is my favourite flower: ** I scarcely the record had made. On its tablets of crimson I swore Ere Zephyr, in frolicsome play, That up to my last living hour On his light airy pinions conveyed I never would think of thee more. Both tablets and promise away. " Miss Kent, in " Flora Domestica," remarks that roses, when they are associated with a moral meaning, are generally identi- fied with mere pleasure ; but some writers, with a juster senti- ment, have made them emblems of the most refined virtue. In the " Orlando Innamorato," Orlando puts roses in his helmet, which guard his ears against a Syren; and in Apuleius' " Golden Ass," as already recorded, Lucius, who had been transformed into an ass, regains his human shape upon eating some of these flowers. The red rose, which, from its long residence amongst us, has The Rose. 47 been named the English rose, is thus patriotically spoken of by Browne : ''Whence she upon her breast — (love's sweet repose) — Doth bring the queen of flowers, the EngHsh rose. " Human life is compared with this flower by Keble, in the ^^ Christian Year." In one sweet verse he bids us "Let the dainty rose awhile, Her bashful fragrance hide — Rend not her silken veil too soon. But leave her in her own sweet noon, To flourish and abide." Philip Bailey, author of "Festus," that magnificent store- house of " seed poetry," as our present Laureate appropriately names it, says : *' Love is like a rose. And a month it may not see Ere it withers where it grows." We would give love and beauty longer life, but, alas ! poli- tician as well as poet are against us ; for hear what Charles James Fox has rhymed about their emblem bloom : " The rose, the sweetly blooming rose, " But, oh ! how soon its sweets are gone, Ere from the tree 't is torn. How soon it withering lies ! Is like the charms which beauty shows So, when the eve of life comes on. In life's exulting mom. Sweet beauty fades and dies. " Then since the fairest form that 's made Soon withering we shall find. Let us possess what ne'er shall fade — The beauties of the mind." There is a highly imaginative stanza in "Alnwick Castle," by Halleck, the American poet, in which these token-flowers are suggestively introduced : "Wild roses by the Abbey towers Are gay in their young bud and bloom — They were born of a race of funeral fioivcrSy That garlanded, in long-gone hours, A Templar's knightly tomb." The queen of flowers has had many wild rhapsodies poured forth in her praise, and many quaint things have been said of her powers ; but surely no one ever equalled the marvellous Culpepper in ascribing wonders to her influence ; and yet, not- 4S The Rose. withstanding the fact that he endows her with more curative abihties than a whole college of physicians would dare to aspire to, he has the impudence to remark: "What a pother have authors made with roses ! what a racket have they kept ! I shall add, that the red roses are under Jupiter, damask under Venus, white under the Moon, and," — here the old astrological doctor attempts probably his solitary intentional jest — "Pro- vence under the King of France." This last-named and extraordinary fragrant rose does not take its name from Provence, as is generally supposed, but from Provins, a small town about fifty miles from Paris, where it was formerly much cultivated. But the lineage, legends, and symbolic associations of the rose are an inexhaustible theme ; every poet has hymned, and every minstrel sung, the praises of this floral queen, and nothing now remains to tell, save these lines of Mrs. Hemans^,, in which all the flower's endowments are found combined *' How much of memory dwells amidst thy bloom, Rose ! ever wearing beauty for thy dower ! The bridal day — the festival — the tomb — Thou hast thy part in each, thou stateliest flovrer ! "Therefore, with thy soft breath come floating by A thousand images of love and grief; Dreams, filled with tokens of mortality, Deep thoughts of all things beautiful and brief. *'Not such thy spells o'er those that hailed thee first In the clear light of Eden's golden day; There thy rich leaves to crimson glory burst, Linked Vv'ith,no dim remembrance of decay. ** Rose ! for the banquet gathered, and the bier; Rose ! coloured now by human hope or pain ; Surely, where death is not, nor change, nor fear, Yet we may meet thee, joy's own flower, again!" ^'^'^^^mmm^ ^m^Wf^^^ ^^A>1. — ^c> Hawthorn.. (HOPE.) IF the rose is the favourite of poets of all nations, this delicious emblem of life-long /wpe is the especial darling of British bards ; and, although there is not a country in all Europe where the common Hawthorn does not display its scented snowy blossom, it is to the English anthology that the florigraphists must refer for full and frequent descriptions of its beauties and associations. From the days of dear old Chaucer downwards has this chosen bride of May ever been belauded by our poets and beloved by our people. By the Greeks, Evelyn tells us, the hawthorn was deemed one of the fortunate trees : they accounted it a symbol of the conjugal union since the jovial shepherds carried it at the rape of the Sabines, ever after considering it propitious. Its flowering branches were borne aloft at their marriage celebrations, and the newly-wedded pair were even lighted to the nuptial cham- ber Vv'ith torches of its wood. Lavish, indeed, were the floral decorations of a Hellenic bridal ; for that clear-headed nation fully sympathized with such feelings as Charlotte Smith ex- presses when she hopes that "Still may fancy's brightest flowers be wove Round the gold chains of hymeneal love." This flower-loving folk still garland their brides with haw- thorn wreaths, and strew the marriage altar with its bloomy treasures. In the " Odyssey," Homer represents Ulysses, on his return to his native land, finding old Laertes, his father, seated in his garden alone, having sent his men ' ' To search the woods for sets of flowery thorn, Their orchards' bounds to strengthen and adorn." The Turks regard the presentation of a branch ol hawthorn 4 50 The Hawthorn. as denoting the donor s desire to receive from the object of his affection that token of love denominated a kiss. In France, the hawthorn, amongst other suggestive titles, is generally designated UEpine noble, from the belief that it furnished the crown of thorns which was placed upon the Saviour's head previous to His crucifixion. Singular to relate, unlike those of the roses, the thorns from which this bush receives its common appellation, are often made to disappear under the effects of cultivation. Ronsard — sometimes styled the French Chaucer — wrote a beautiful address to the hawthorn, thus faithfully rendered : *' Fair hawthorn flowering, With green shade bowering Along this lovely shade ; To thy foot around With his long arms wound A wild vine has mantled thee o'er. *' In armies twain, Red ants have ta'en Their fortress beneath thy stock ; And in clefts of thy trunlc Tiny bees have sunk A cell where honey they lock. " In merry Spring-tide, When to woo his bride The nightingale comes again, Thy boughs among He warbles his song, That lightens a lover's pain. ***** *' Gentle hawthorn, thrive, And, for ever alive, May'st thou blossom as now in thy prime \ By the wind unbroke. And the thunder-stroke. Unspoiled by the axe of time." Having heard what has been said of this shrub by the French, let us hear what our own dear old English Chaucer has to say about it. In his quaint, antique phraseology he frequently alludes to its beauties; thus, in his " Court of Love," does he tell how "Furth goth all the Courte, both most and lest, To fetche the flouris freshe, and braunche and blome, And namely hauthome brought both page and grome, With freshe garlandis partly blew and white, And than rejoisin in their grete delight." Then he still more sweetly sings : ** Amongst the many buds proclaiming May (Decking the meads in holiday array, Striving who shall surpass in bravery) Mark the fair blooming of the hawthorn tree ; Who, finely clothed in a robe of white, Feeds full the wanton eye with May's delight; Yet for the bravery that she is in Doth neither handle card nor wheel to spin, Nor changeth robes but twice ; is never seen In other colours than in white or green. The Hawthorn. c;i Learn then, content, young shepherd, from this tree, Whose greatest wealth is Nature's hvery." The scent of the hawthorn is proverbially sweet ; and this same Dan Chaucer, in his '' Complaint of the Black Knight/' remarks : " There sawe I growing eke the freshe hauthome, In white motley, that so iote doeth ysmell." In the olden days our jolly forefathers made great use of this aromatic-smelling tree, which then, as now, was more commonly known by its favourite name of "May," from its flowering in that month. May, the queen of blossoms, was greeted on her arrival with all the royal rejoicings that her incoming deserved, and few, from sovereign down to poorest peasant, but strove their best to pay her due honour. May was kept universally, and, it is said, even the avenues of the metropolis looked like bowers, from the boughs which each man hung over his doorway. The young people of both sexes went a-Maying, accompanied by bands of music ; people of all ranks joined in the pastimes, from Bluff King Hal, who rode a-Maying from Greenwich to Shooters' Hill, with Queen Katharine and his merry Court ; indeed, '' every man, except impediment," as old Stowe quaintly remarks, "would walk into the sweet meadows and green woods, there to rejoice their spirits with the beauty and savour of sweet flowers, and with the harmony of birds praising God in their kind." No Oriental Feast of Roses was more sacredly observed or carried out with greater glee than was the old English custom of May- ing. Houses and churches were as habitually decked on May- day with the blossom of the hawthorn, as they were at Christ- mas with holly ; and, as Spenser tells us in his " Shepherd's Calendar," would Youth's folk now flocken everyivhere, To gather May-baskets and smelling breere ; And home they hasten the posts to dight, And all the kirk-pillars ere daylight, "With hawthom-buds, and sweet eglantine, And garlands of roses, and sops-in-wine." Herrick, in his " Hesperides," has a beautiful idyll descrip- tive of the manner in which they went a-Maying in his days ; and in it he thus invokes his mistress : 4—3 K2 The Hawthorn. *'Each flower has wept and bow'd toward the east, Above an hour since, yet you are not dress'd — Nay, not so much as out of bed, When all the birds have matins said, And sung their thankful hymns ; 't is sin. Nay, profanation, to keep in ; Whereas a thousand virgins on this day Spring sooner than the lark to fetch in May. ****** ** Come, my Corinna ! come, and coming, mark How each field turns a street — each street a park, Made green, and trimm'd with trees ! see how Devotion gives each house a bough Or branch ! — each porch, each door, ere this An ark, a tabernacle is. Made up of whitethorn neatly interwove, As if here were those cooler shades of love. Can such delights be in the street And open fields, and we not see 't? Come, we '11 abroad, and let 's obey The proclamation made for May, And sin no more, as we have done, by staying. But, my Corinna ! come, let 's go a-Maying. ** There 's not a budding boy or girl, this day, But is got up and gone to bring in May ; A deal of youth, ere this, is come Back, and with whitethorn laden home ; Some have dispatched their cakes and cream Before that we have left to dream ; And some have wept and woo'd and plighted troth, And chose their priest ere we can cast off sloth : Many a green gown has been given. Many a kiss, both odd and even ; Many a glance, too, has been sent From out the eye, love's firmament ; Many a jest told of the key's betraying This night, and locks picked ; yet we 're not a-Maying. ** Come ! let us go while we are in our prime, And take the harmless folly of the time." In these lines of the old Royalist parson-poet there is much that will appear obscure to many of the present generation, but by contemporaries all his allusions were comprehended and admired. These May-day morning practices are generally supposed to have been the lingering remains of the rites insti- tuted by the ancients in honour of Flora, to whom the last four days of May were dedicated. The alteration in the calendar, by throwing this innocent festival back twelve days, soon obli- terated what fragments of it time had spared, because, when 2 HE Hawthorn. 53 May-day now arrives, the weather is mostly too inclement for outdoor sports. Many an old villager may yet be found lamenting the difference between the May-days of his youth and those of to-day : in some out-of-the-way rural districts, many years elapsed before folks submitted '' to lose twelve days out of their lives," as they deemed it. In country places it was formerly the custom for lads and lasses to get up soon after midnight, and, accompanied by such music as the village afforded, to walk in a body to some neighbouring wood ; there they gathered as many branches and nosegays of flowers as they could carry, and then returned home about sunrise in joyous procession, garlanded with flowers, and laden with blossomy boughs, with which to decorate the doors and windows. Shakspeare did not fail to note the eager- ness with which May-day pastimes were looked forward to and indulged in in his days, and remarks : '"T is as much impossible, Unless we swept them from the door with cannons, To scatter 'em, as 't is to make 'em sleep On May-day morning." It has been seen how beautifully Herrick conjured his ladye- love to go a-Maying ; and perhaps this more modern, though less worthy, invocation may be used here — not so much for its value as for its appropriateness : ■** Oh, we will go a-Maying, love, And cowslips slim, 'mid leafy green, A-Maying we will go, Rise in the unmown meads. Beneath the branches swaying, love, And buttercups are weighing, love, With weight of scented snow. The gold they soon must strow — Laburnums' golden tresses, love, Where we will go a-Maying, love, Float in the perfumed air ; Where we will Maying go. Which heedless their caresses, love, Seeks violets in their lair ; " The hawthorn's bloom is falling, love, And with their scents a-playing, love, We must no longer wait ; It gambols to and fro — " Each bird is blithely calling, love. Where we will go a-Maying, love, Unto his chosen mate ; Where we will Maying go. Eacli bud unblown is swelling, love, Green grow the vernal fields ; **The bees are busy humming, love, Each insect leaves its dwelling, lo\'c, Amid the opening blooms, And all to Summer yields : Foretelling Summer 's coming, love — The mowers are out haying, love, Farewell to wintry glooms. Woodbine is in full blow — The primrose pale, from crinkly sheen, Where we will go a-Maying, love, Up from the ground now speeds; Where we will Maying go." John Ingram. 54 The Hawthorn. These pleasant diversions were not altogether confined to the country, however, for, in those olden days, not a town, not a city, not excepting the metropolis itself, but boasted of its Maypole. In London these Maypoles abounded, and the last of them, which stood in the Strand, near Somerset House, was not removed until i/i/. The early part of May-day was. spent in decorating these poles with garlanded hoops, with ribbons, and with the flowers that had been gathered in the early morn. When all was ready and a grassy mound erected,, some fair maiden was elected Queen of the May, was crowned, with flowers, and, with many other ceremonies equally pleasant, and innocent, was inducted into transient village royalty. The following lines, entitled " The Village Queen," refer tO' this pretty pastoral custom, now unfortunately almost obsolete,, except in very secluded districts : *' Begun to fall had hawthorn's snow In scented showers upon the ground, And almond blossoms now did strow Their pinky petals all around ; Her wavy hair the birch did fling Out to the May- wind's warm caress ; From ev'ry bough the birds did sing Of Spring-tide in her vernal dress. " So, tempted by the cloudless sky, I through the village took a stroll, To where I saw hoisted on high, With garlands deck'd, a gay Maypole. Upon the grass a merry group Of boys and girls were dancing seen ; And as before the pole they 'd troop, They bow'd to one they called the Queen. ** Of gauzy white her simple dress, Which they with garlands had enwound, And on her youthful brow did press The wreath with which they her had crown'd, I gazed upon the fragile child Who sat enthroned upon the green, And watched her whilst she sweetly smil'd On those who claimed her for their Queen. '* The roses in her cheeks were few ; Her little arms were wan and thin. And violet veins did much peer thro' The lily whiteness of her skin. This little lass I knew full well As only daughter of our Dean ; The Hawthorn. 55 As tender as the cowslip's bell — Most worthy she to be their Queen. *' There was a little lad I spied, Whose cheeks were red with ruddy health ; He stood sedately by her side, But every now and then, by stealth Would whisper something in her ear, To flush her face, so else serene, And then draw back with bashful fear That he 'd annoy'd the Village Queen. *■' It was a happy sight to see — Each brow as sunny as the sky. Till eve I joined their jubilee, And then I left them with a sigh ; Then homeward. When they all were gone, One youthful pair I walked between ; We parted on the emerald lawn Before the house of our good Dean. ***** ' ' The Autumn woods were burning brown, The Autumn leaves were growing sere, The beechen nuts were falling down Upon the roadsides, dank and drear; The maple boughs were baring fast ; No com was in the fields to glean ; I strode along — young Henry past, And I asked of the Village Queen. *' No word he spoke, but took my hand, And drew me on in silent gloom, Until together we did stand In the churchvard before a tomb ; Upon the stone I sadly read These simple words, * Our Adeline ' ; With choking voice then Henry said, ' There sleeps our darling Village Queen. ' " John Ingram. Rare, indeed, are now these pleasant welcomlngs — these pretty rustic customs, though yet the May-bough is hung over some houses in Hertfordshire, and the Maypole lingers still on the village greens of Wales. The remains of the old prac- tices are, however, in most places confined to the small chap- let of cowslips and bluebells which are borne by little timid country girls or rosy urchins, whose young voices salute one with " Please remember the May." In a few rural spots of our country a May-day Queen is 56 The Hav/thorn. chosen and crowned with flowers, and the day kept as a holi- day ; but this is only in remote villages, which old customs still haunt. In some parts of Cornwall, May-day sports are continued in almost their primitive fashion : the day is de- voted to out-of-doors enjoyment; and at Helston the youths and maidens cover themselves with the snowy wreaths of spring, and, preceded by the Queen of the May, dance merrily through the houses, scattering flowers about them. Tennyson, in his " May Queen " — that beautiful poem which is said to have gained him the Laureateship — has immor- talized the memory of this fastly-fading custom. A favourite native singer, whose immense popularity might justly entitle her to claim the appellation of " The Peoples' Laureate," has given her country these melodious, stirring lines on the "Raising of the Maypole " : *' My own land ! my own land ! where freedom finds her throne-land; Fair thou art, and rare thou art, to every true-bom son. Though no gold ore veins thee, though no grape-juice stains thee, We 've harvest fields, and quartered shields, well kept and nobly wca. And we have pleasant tales to tell, And spot in many a native dell, Which we may prize and love as well As Troubadour his story. The lilting troll and roundelay Will never, never pass away, That welcomed in the herald day Of Summer's rosy glory. And goodly sight of mirth and might. In blood that gained us Cressy's fight. Was hearts and eyes, all warm and bright About the high and gay pole; When flower bedight, 'mid leaves and light, Shouts echoed — as it reared upright — Of ' Hurrah for merry England, and the raising of the Maypole X When the good old times had carol rhymes, With morris games and village chimes ; When clown and priest shared cup and feast, And the greatest jostled with the least, At the ' raising of the Maypole ! ' *' My brave land ! my brave land ! oh ! may'st thou be my grave-land ; For firm and fond will be the bond that ties my heart to thee. When Summer's beams are glowing, when Autumn's gusts are blowing, When Winter's clouds are snowing, thou art still right dear to me. But yet, methinks, I love thee best When bees are nurst on whitethorn breast, When Spring-tide pours in, sweet and blest, And joy and hope come dancing ! The Hawthorn. 57 When music from the feathered throng Breaks forth in merry marriage song, And mountain streamlets dash along, Like molten diamonds glancing ! Oh ! pleasant 't is to scan the page, Rich with the theme of bygone age. When motley fool and learned sage Bi'ought garlands for the gay pole ; When laugh and shout came ringing out From courtly knight and peasant lout, In ' Hurrah for merry England, and the raising of the Maypole !' When the good old times had carol rhymes. With morris games and village chimes ; When clown and priest shared cup and feast, And the greatest jostled with the least, At the ' raising of the Maypole !' " Eliza Cook. This fragrant favourite of English poets is well worthy of its reputation : its beauty and perfume are alike unsurpassed by any of earth's " gemmy flowers," as Poe calls her floral decora- tions ; and truly we may style it the loveliest flower of the loveliest month — it is, indeed, the scented diadem of the year. Well may Shakspeare make Henry VI. ask : *' Gives not the hawthorn -bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroidered canopy To kings?" Milton has also remarked the adaptability of this bush for sheltering shepherds : *' And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. " And then comes Goldsmith to speak of other tales told beneath its shade ; for, whereas the author of '' L' Allegro " only intends to represent his shepherd as counting his sheep, the author of the " Deserted Village " talks of fonder themes : "The hawthorn-bush, with seats beneath the shade. For talking age and whispering lovers made ! How often have I blessed the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play. And all the village train, from labour free. Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree, While many a pastime circled in the shade. The young contending, as the old sui-veyed." How longingly we await the unfolding of the May-blossom c;8 The Hawthorn. — summer's scented harbinger! how tenderly both young and old watch its growth, from when, in the beginning of April, ** Fringing the forest's devious edge, Half-robed, appears the hawthorn hedge ; Or to the distant eye displays Weakly green its budding sprays ; next, with what delight do all observe that "The hawthorn every day Spreads some little show of May;" and then what a warmth of summer happiness seems to flood all hearts ! when, no longer doubtingly, we dare exclaim with Warton : "'Tis May, the Grace — confess'd she stands. With branch of hawthorn in her hands ; Lo ! near her trip the lightsome dews, Their wings all ting'd in Iris' hues ; With whom the powers of Flora play, And paint with pansies all the way." How exquisitely, and with what an under-current of pathos, has MacCarthy portrayed these summer longings ! how much is suggested that words have left unsaid ! List how one of the sweetest melodies of the century begins : *' Ah ! my heart is weary, waiting — Waiting for the May : Waiting for the pleasant rambles Where the fragrant hawthorn brambles, With tlie woodbine alternating, Scent the dewy way. Ah ! my heart is weary, waiting — Waiting for the May ! " The common colour of these delicate blossoms is white, frequently blushed with pink ; but there is a garden variety with double flowers of a deep red. Poets constantly allude to the petals of the bloom as summer snow, or as scented snow, because of the manner in which the wind often scatters com- plete clouds of them over the pathways and about the road- sides, and also because of their fleecy, snow-like look amid surrounding green hedges. "Between the leaves, the silver whitethorn shows Its dewy blossoms, pure as mountain snows. " The Hawthorn. 59 Long after its fleecy flowers have faded, the hawthorn remains one of our most ornamental shrubs, for its glossy green leaves and bright scarlet berries form a very pretty picture, besides providing shelter for some of our most melodious songsters : these little warblers find an abundant supply of food in the haws, as the berries are called. Lord Bacon, in his " Essays," observes that " a store of haws portend cold winters," and the allegation is believed to be correct. The yellow-berried haw- thorn is familiarly called the golden thorn, because its fruit is golden-hued, and its young buds are of a bright yellow. The Mexican thorn is said to have large yellow fruit, which might rival the golden apples of the Hesperides in appearance. To the wintry adornments of this bush Phillips prettily alludes : "Long pearls and rubies rich the hawthorns show, "While through the ice the crimson berries glow." The whitethorn has been revered as a sacred tree from the earliest ages. Mr. Charles Hardwick, in a very interesting paper on the "Customs of Christmas and Yule-tide," alludes at some length to the presumed sanctity of this tree, and quotes these remarks of a writer in the " Quarterly Review," on '* Sacred Trees and Flowers." "The whitethorn," he says, "is one of the trees most in favour with the fairies ; and, both in Brittany and in some parts of Ireland, it is held unsafe to gather even a leaf from certain old and solitary thorns which grow in sheltered hollows of the moorland, and are the fairies' trysting-places. But no evil ghost dares to approach the white- thorn." This same writer presumes that the legendary sanctity of this tree arose from the belief that the crown of thorn with which Christ was crowned was made from its branches ; but Mr. Hardwick gives ample proof of its having been held in re- ligious esteem long prior to the existence of Christianity. Sir John Maundeville, the brave old English traveller, thus gives the tradition referred to : " Then was our Lord led into a garden .... and the Jews scorned Him, and made Him a crown of the branches oiXh^Aitbepine, that is, whitethorn, which grew in the same garden, and set it on His head. . And there- fore hath the whitethorn many virtues. For he that beareth a branch on him thereof, no thunder, or manner of tempest, may hurt him ; and in the house that it is in may no evil ghost enter." 6o The Hawthorn. In fables, too ancient to fix their origin, this tree is said to have sprung from the Hghtning. The celebrated " Glastonbury Thorn," which was a variety of the common hawthorn, instead of blooming in May, blossomed in winter, and was . firmly believed to blow regularly on Christmas-day. The original bush was said to have been the staff of St. Joseph of Arimathea — popularly supposed to have been the founder of the first Christian church in England. On his arrival at Glastonbury with a few companions (so runs the old legend), he determined to settle there, and, as a proof of the divinity of his mission, he struck his dry hawthorn staff into the ground, and imme- diately it put forth branches and blossomed. This happened on Christmas-day ; and ever afterwards, on the anniversary of the miracle, the tree, despite the coldness of the season, put forth flowers, until the Puritans cut it down. This did not, however, eradicate the superstition ; for a stock derived, or said to be derived, from the original, was planted in the neighbour- hood, and by many country folks is still steadfastly asserted to bloom on Twelfth-day — the old-style Christmas-day — as a protest against the alteration of the calendar. The flowers of this wonderful thorn were formerly exported as valuable relics ; and in CoUinson's " History of Somerset- shire " it is stated that this tree was much sought after by the credulous ; and, though a common thorn. Queen Anne, King James, and many of the nobility of the realm — even when the times of monkish superstition had ceased — gave large sums of money for small cuttings from the original. The progeny of this supernatural plant are said to retain the miraculous propensity ; and Mr. Wilkinson, of Burnley, speak- ing of some of the wonderful trees still existing in Lancashire, says that in his vicinity many persons will yet travel a con- siderable distance in order to witness the periodic blossoming. Miss Pratt tells of a hawthorn in the Arboretum of Kew Gardens which " is often covered with its white clusters while the snow surrounds it." Credulous as old Culpepper was, he refused to believe in so Papistical a legend, ''since," he remarks, "the like may be found in divers other places of this land." He did not hesitate, however, to assign many marvellous powers to the hawthorn, gravely asserting that, "■ if cloths and sponges be wet in the dis- The Hawthorn. OJ tilled water of the flower, and applied to any place wherein thorns and splinters, or the like, do abide in the flesh, it will notably draw them forth. And thus, you see, the thorn gives a medicine for its own pricking, and so doth almost everything else." Prohatum est, worthy old professor of physic and astrology. Myrtle. (LOVE.) THE Myrtle, like the rose, is generally considered symbolic of lovCy and by the Greeks and Romans was consecrated to Venus, around Avhose temples they planted groves of it ; and, when the votaries of this goddess sacrificed to her, they, like her attendant Graces, wore myrtle chaplets. Mythologists assert that she, the Goddess of Beauty, was crowned by the Hours with a wreath of this plant when she sprang from the foam of the sea, and also that her head was decked with it when Paris awarded her the golden apple, the prize for supre- macy of beauty. Once, when surprised by a troop of satyrs as she emerged from her bath, she found shelter behind the foliage of a myrtle ; and it was with bunches of the same plant that she caused the unfortunate Psyche to be chastised, for having been so audacious as to compare her earthly charms with the celestial beauty of her mother-in-law. It was under the name of Myrtilla that Venus was worshipped in Greece. This shrub is supposed to have derived its name from Myr- sine, an Athenian maiden, and favourite of Minerva, said to have been metamorphosed into the myrtle ; at any rate, it owes its origin to a Greek word signifying /^/y}//;^^. Why this plant was dedicated to Venus remains an unsolved query : some fancy because it often grows near that goddess's natal element, the sea, and others because the fragrant and perma- nent nature of its foliage might seem to render it a suitable tribute to the Goddess of Beauty. " Sacred to Venus is the myrtle shade," says the poet, and, as such, it obtained great repute with the ancient Greeks and Romans. The Myrtle. 63 Not only was this plant environed with the sanctity of love, but its beauty and fragrance likewise rendered it a favourite with several nations of antiquity, who gave particular attention to odorous shrubs. With the Jews the myrtle is a symbol of peace, and, with that signification attached to it, many allusions are to be found in the Old Testament. The common myrtle, which grows plentifully in Judea, is the plant referred to in the Scriptures, but there are many varieties of it. One variety, frequently called the Broad-leaved Jews' Myrtle, is in much regard amongst this people, and is ofttimes used in those re- ligious ceremonies which, through weal or woe, they have so tenaciously kept ivp. This broad-leaved variety, to which some especial veneration appears attached, is cultivated by nursery- men, who supply it exclusively to their Hebrew customers, so that, in this country at least, it can only be procured at con- siderable trouble and expense. Emblematic of its pacific meaning is that vision of Ze- chariah's, wherein that prophet beheld the angel who foretold the restoration of Israel standing in the midst of myrtles. Nehemiah, when exhorting the people to go forth and gather '* the boughs of goodly trees " for use at their annual Feast of the Tabernacles, includes myrtle-branches ; and Isaiah, when desirous of representing the blessings that would accrue to the world under the peaceful reign of Christ, pictures that "Instead of the thorn shall come up the fir-tree, and instead of the briar shall come up the myrtle." All Oriental nations have a passionate fondness for this flowering shrub ; and Mr. Lane remarks that it rivals the violet in the esteem of the Arabs, who have a tradition that Adam, when expelled from Paradise, brought the myrtle — the chief of sweet-scented flowers — into the world with him. With the Greeks, this flower was much admired : their groves, so renowned in song, were fragrant with its perfume, which the richness of the climate rendered far stronger than in ours. The Athenian magistrates wore chaplets of myrtle, as symbols of their authority ; and conquerors, who during their triumphs had obtained a bloodless victory, were allowed to entwine their laurel wreaths with sprigs of myrtle. Miss Pratt, in her work on *' Flowers and their Associations," thus speaks of the prevalent use of the myrtle for typical 64 The Myrtle. purposes : " The magisterial wreaths were composed by some- of those artists whose profession it was to form garlands and to construct letters, the flowers of which should be symbolical of different ideas. The meaning of these wreaths, or epistles, was as fully understood by the great body of the people as the language of flowers is recognized in the Eastern harem. The wild olive, or wreath of laurel or parsley, which crowned the brow of the successful combatant, appealed to the imagi- nation of his countrymen, and was deemed by the Grecian hero as a well-understood token of applause. It was with the desire of giving to the dead that which they had loved in life, that the ancients crowned the corpse with myrtle. The practice was long continued, till the Fathers of the Church at length forbade it, because it was taken from the heathen people ; but so old and pleasing a custom — one which ex- pressed so well the feelings of the mourner — was not easily done away with, and the remains of it reached, in our own land, even down to the present century, when the dead were enwreathed with flowers, or a chaplet hung up in the church or laid upon the tomb." The Romans, with whom, indeed, floral ceremonies did not always exhibit the same purity and delicacy that they did with their predecessors, seem to have had as great a fondness for the myrtle as had the Hellenes. " The myrtle blooming on the sea-beat shore" was deemed by them emblematical oi festivity ^ because, it is supposed, they steeped it in their wine, in the belief that it improved its flavour and added to its invigorat- ing properties. The invalid, too, hoped for restoration to health by using its berries medicinally. Sometimes, at Rome, the myrtle garland was woven with the laurel on the conqueror's triumphant brow, in honour of Venus and Mars ; and on the 1st of April the Roman ladies were accustomed to bathe beneath the myrtle-trees, and, crowned with their leaves, proceed thence to the shrine of Venus, and off"er sacrifice. As a rule, Italians appear suspicious of perfumes ; but it is stated that the Roman ladies still retain a strong predilection lor the scent of this flower, and are said to prefer its odour to that of the most fragrant essences ; impregnating their baths with a water distilled from its leaves, persuaded that the plant of Venus must be favourable to beauty. The Myrtle. 65 Virgil, in his " Pastorals," alludes to the fragrance of the myrtle-blossom in these terms : "Thee, O myrtle, I will pluck, and next the laurel place, For, thus arranged, thou 'It mingle sweet perfumes!" The same author, in his " Georgics," notices this flower's fond- ness for the sea-shore — a fondness that has supplied the poets with many a simile. Amongst other properties that Virgil also assigns to this plant is its adaptibility for the manufacture of weapons, as "The war from stubborn myrtle shafts receives." It was formerly much valued for this purpose, for its dura- bility, and, even now, the Portuguese consider its wood the hardest which grows. Amongst the ancient writers who speak of its symbolism is Pliny : he records that the Romans and Sabines, when they were reconciled, laid down their weapons under a myrtle-tree, and purified themselves with its boughs. When Harmodius and Aristogiton set forth to free their country from hereditary monarchy, their swords were wreathed with myrtle. Thus hymns Moore, in a higher flight than is usual with him, when his young hero is contemning the indolent and effemi- nate luxury around him : " It was not so, land of the generous thought, And daring deeds thy god-lilce sages taught; It was not thus, in bowers of wanton ease, Thy freedom nursed her sacred energies ; Oh ! not beneath the enfeebling, withering glow Of such dull luxury did those myrtles grow. With which she wreathed her sword when she would dare Immortal deeds ; but in the bracing air Of toil, of temperance, and of that high, rare. Ethereal virtue, which alone can breathe Life, health, and lustre into freedom's wreath." Herrick, who was as apt as Milton himself at a classic allui^icn, thus offers to propitiate Venus : "Goddess, I do love a girl. Ruby lipp'd and tooth'd with pearl; If so be I may but prove Lucky in this maid I love, I will promise there shall be Myrtles offered up to thee. " 66 The Myrtle. As the lily is coupled with the rose, so is the myrtle with the bay ; but, here the former of the twain appears to be the poet's favourite. Drayton, in his " Muses' Elysium," has gathered a number of emblematical garlands, and appropriately enough makes **The lover with the myrtle sprays Adorn his crisped tresses. " In an exquisite passage in Keats' " Sleep and Poetry," that poet tells of " A myrtle, fairer than E'er grew in Paphos, from the bitter weeds Lifts its sweet head into the air, and feeds A silent space with ever-sprouting green. All tenderest birds there find a pleasant screen, Creep through the shade with noisy fluttering, Nibble the little cupped flowers, and sing." Leigh Hunt, translating from Catullus, speaks of ** A myrtle-tree in flower, Taken from an Asian bower, Where, with many a dewy cup. Nymphs in play had nursed it up." f Poetic allusions to this favourite flower — this emblem of " Love, the lord of all " — might be multiplied to infinity ; for who is there that loves it not that knows it, and, knowing it, does not praise its loveliness ? Not only are its blossoms so beautiful, but, even when flowerless, the deep, lustrous green of its foliage gains the admiration of all beholders, and reminds one of what Professor Wilson (of '* Noctes Ambrosianae " fame) remarked : " They are shrubs, whose leaves of light have no need of flowers." Evelyn informs us that myrtles were introduced into England long before the invention of greenhouses ; but in that case, our forefathers must have had some method of sheltering them from the cold, which was apparently more severe in former times than at present ; and yet, now-a-days, it is only in the ivarmer counties, such as Cornwall and Devonshire, of our uncongenial and ever varying clime, that it can stand un- defended the test of winter. Those beautiful and fragrant myrtle hedges which ancient and modern authors have so frequently dilated upon, are only to be found beneath the ever blue and cloudless skies of sunnier climes than ours. It is in The Myrtle. 67 Africa, in Oriental lands, or in Southern Europe, that we must seek those shining myrtle groves of which the poets sing. "The shrub consecrated to love," says a French traveller, " forms, in Candia, hedges and thickets, and is so common that it might almost be considered as the bramble of the country." The beautiful enclosed gardens of the Cape of Good Hope are adorned with hedges of myrtle : their blooming beauties waving over the head of the passenger, they unite their fragrance with the odoriferous exhalations from the orange and lemon-trees, so abundant in that clime. In the Canary Isles the myrtle flourishes in profusion, grow- ing to a considerable height, and is found, it is stated, at an elevation of 3,000 feet above the level of the sea. It is not so abundant as formerly, however, the Portuguese having cut down such enormous quantities for use on saints' festivals, and other religious or public ceremonies. The myrtle hedges in Italy are described as surpassingly fragrant, whilst in Switzerland the uses to which this plant is put are numberless. The vola- tile oil extracted from the leaves of the myrtle is extremely astringent, and, being thought to have considerable effect in improving the hair^ is a frequent ingredient in a pomade em- ployed for that purpose. A diverting story illustrative of this plant's astringent nature is related in the '* Dictionnaire Portatif d'Histoire Naturelle." By chance, a gentleman was left a few minutes in a lady's boudoir, and, to occupy his spare time, began investigating the vases that were placed about the apartment : he discovered in one some myrtle pomade, and with a curiosity worthy of a son of Eve, put some of it upon his lips, placing himself meanwhile before a mirror, in order to see the effects of the presumed beautifier. The lady en- tering suddenly, disturbed his proceedings, and when he attempted to hide his confusion by addressing her, to his dismay he found his mouth tightly closed by the pomade's adhesive property. A sudden glance at the vase revealed to the lady the cause of his embarrassment, and produced an uncontrollable burst of laughter at the indiscreet youth's expense. Such ludicrous anecdotes of the self-styled "■ lords of creation " serve well " to point a moral or adorn a tale." 5—2 Jasmine. (AMIABILITY.) MANY florigraphical significations are attached to this exquisitely scented flower, but the most rehable works adopt it as the representative of amiability. The favourite kind is the Spanish jasmine, so called because it is believed to have been first introduced into Europe, in 1560, by some Spaniards, who brought it from the East Indies. The flowers are of a blush-red outside and blush within ; they bloom at the same time as the Indian, the blossoms of which are of a bright yellow, and are very fragrant. The common white jasmine is an exceedingly elegant plant, and is not surpassed in fragrance or beauty by any of the species. It is this flower which Cowper delineates as ** The jasmine throwing wide her elegant sweets, The deep dark green of whose unvarnished leaf Makes more conspicuous and illumines more The bright profusion of her scattered stars." The delicate beauty and delicious scent of this flower ren- dered it a valuable acquisition to the European Flora, and for some time it was only possessed by the high and mighty. The following romantic story of its becoming more generally known is related by Loudon: In 1699, the Grand Duke of Tuscany obtained a specimen of jasmine of Goa, with large double blossoms and of exquisite scent. Greedy of its beauties, he would not allow it to be pro- pagated ; but his gardener contrived to carry a sprig of it to his betrothed on her birthday, and fully explained to her how to cultivate it. It grew rapidly, and being much admired, the girl was able to sell cuttings of it at a high price. By these means she soon amassed enough money to enable her to wed CHALKS irHKI JASMINE. 69 her lover, who had hitherto been compelled to remain in a state of single wretchedness, for want of means to alter his condi- tion. In memory of this love-legend, Tuscan girls wear a nosegay of jasmine on their wedding-day; and, says the pro- verb, " she who is worthy to wear a nosegay of jasmine is as good as a fortune to her husband." The Hindoos, who use odoriferous flowers in their sacrifices, particularly value the jasmine for this purpose, and mostly combine it with the flower which they call zanibuk. Jasmine is most profusely cultivated in Italian gardens. In the East it is carefully tended for the sake of its stem, out of which the luxurious Orientals manufacture their pipes. In Arabia Felix the women strip the blossoms of this plant from their stalks, and wear them in their hair for ornaments. One of the shrubs of which Milton formed the bower of Adam and Eve in Paradise was jasmine ; and Moore, in an allusion to night-blooming flowers, thus sweetly introduces this favourite blossom: " Many a perfume breathed From plants that wake when others sleep ; From timid jasmine-buds that keep Their odour to themselves all day, But when the sunlight dies away Let the delicious secret out To every breeze that roams about." Churchill states that it is ** The jasmine, with which the queen of flowers, To charm her god, adorns his favourite bowers ; Which brides, by the plain hand of neatness drest, — Unenvied rival !— wear upon the breast ; Sweet as the incense of the morn, and chaste As the pure zone which circles Dian's waist." St. Pierre, in his " Studies of Nature," speaking of the Caro- lina jasmine — the token of separation, — says that that tiny feathered fairy, the humming-bird, builds his nest in one of the leaves of this plant, which he rolls up into the form of a cone : he finds his subsistence in its red flowers, resembling those of the foxglove, the nectareous glands of which he licks with his tongue ; he squeezes into them his little body, which looks in these flowers like an emerald set in coral, and some- times gets so far that he may be caught in this situation. ^^ ■y 70 Jasmine. The perfumes emitted by plants are so much stronger in tropical climes than in our own land, that when Europeans first visit India they are quite overpowered by the influence of many of them, especially of the large jasmine. The early fragrance of these flowers is described as delicious, one au- thority stating that even the dews are impregnated with their odour, rendering a morning walk delightful In the Orient, jasmine is deemed emblematic of the sweets of friendship. It is a very favourite flower with the Hindoo ladies, who perfume their apartments and their hair with the blossoms of the large flowering kind, known as the champdca. Sir William Jones says the Brahmins of this province insist that the blue campac flowers only in Paradise ; and in Marsden's '' Sumatra " we read that the Sultan of Menangcabow keeps the flower cham- pcka that is blue and to be found in no other country but his, being yellow elsewhere ; and in allusion to this flower Moore says: '* A tear-drop glistened "Within his eyelids, like the spray ^ From Eden's fountain, when it lies On the blue flower which, Brahmins say, Blooms nowhere but in Paradise." The golden-coloured champac, of which Niebuhr speaks, Moore, in his " Lalla Rookh," thus sweetly introduces: "The maid of India, blest again to hold In her full lap the champack's leaves of gold, Thinks of the time when, by the Ganges' flood, Her little playmates scattered many a bud Upon her long black hair, with glassy gleam Just dripping from the consecrated stream." In his notes to the above poem, Moore remarks that the appearance of the blossom of the gold-coloured campac, or jasmine, on the black hair of the Hindoo women, has supplied the Sanscrit poets with many elegant allusions. It cannot be denied that this exquisitely scented flower supplied the Irish Anacreon himself with many beautiful comparisons ; what sweeter could he say of Arabian brides than that they are "As delicate and fair As the white jasmine flowers they wear " ? Of this last-named plant Sir J. E. Smith relates the follow- ing anecdote: A Pope having dreamed that a great quantity Jasmine- 71 of snow had fallen on a particular spot during the month of August, upon discovering that his dream had actually been realized, built in commemoration the Borghese Chapel at Rome, and directed that on the anniversary of the day a repre- sentation of a snow-shower should be given to the congrega- tion throughout the service. The mimic snow was made of the lovely and fragrant flowers of the white jasmine ; but, it is said, the anticipation of the effect of their powerful odour deterred the ladies of Rome from honouring the ceremony with their attendance. Vervai n. (YOU ENCHANT ME.) VERVAIN, or wild verbena, has been the floral symbol of enchanUnent from time immemorial. It was styled " sacred herb " by the Greeks, who ascribed a thousand mar- vellous properties to it, not the least of which was its power of reconciling- enemies. Under the influence of this belief, they, as did also the Romans, sent it by their ambassadors on treaties of peace ; and, whenever they dispatched their heralds to offer terms of reconciliation, renewal or suspension of hos- tilities, one of them invariably bore a sprig of vervain. In his " Muses' Elysium," Drayton calls it " holy vervain," and thus speaks of it: ** A wreath of vervain heralds wear Amongst our garlands named, Being sent that weighty news to bear Of peace or war proclaimed." Peoples of antiquity also frequently used this plant in various kinds of divinations, sacrifices, and incantations; and its spe- cific name of verbena originally signified a herb used to deco- rate altars. Ben Jonson, who was never happier than in a classic allusion, says, "Bring your garlands, and with reverence place The vervian on the altar." It was much valued by the Druids, being regarded by them as only second to the mistletoe : they used it largely in their divinations and casting of lots. Many impressive ceremonies were practised, and sacrifices offered to the Earth, before they cut this sacred plant. This was in the spring, and according to priestly orders, vervain was to be gathered about the rising of the Great Dog Star, but so as neither sun nor moon be at Vervain. 73 that time above the earth to see it. It was Ukewise ordained for those who collected it, " that before they take up the herb, they bestow upon the ground where it groweth, honey with the combs, in token of satisfaction and amends for the wrong and violence done in depriving her of so holy a herb." The sacred character of this herb still reigned paramount during the middle ages. In those gay days when fairy folk were accustomed **To dance their ringlets to the whistling wind," and hold " their revels all the luscious night," the vervain was greatly prized, and used in the composition of manifold charms and love-philtres. It was also deemed of exceeding value for medicinal purposes, and Culpepper assigns more curative virtues to it than a whole pharmacopoeia of these degenerate days affords. It was suspended round the neck as an amulet, and was deemed a sovereign remedy for venomous bites and all kinds of wounds. Sir William Davenant, in his poem of " Gondibert," alludes to its curative powers : *' Black melancholy rusts, that fed despair Through wounds' long rage, with sprinkled vervain cleared ; Strewed leaves of willow to refresh the air, And with rich fumes his sullen senses cheered." Although in these stern matter-of-fact times we have lost 'fc. ' ' The enchantments, the delights, the visions all, The elfin visions that so blessed the sight In the old days romantic," yet are still preserved many of the " Beautiful fictions of our fathers, wove In superstition's web when Time was young, And fondly loved and cherished ; " and amongst the few of these fond fancies not yet obliterated from the busy brains of men, are some of those connected with this emblem of enchantment. In some country districts this small insignificant flower still retains a portion of its old renown, and old folks tie it round the neck to charm away the ague : with many it still has the reputation of securing affec- tion from those who take it to those who administer it ; and still in some parts of France do the peasantry continue to 74 Vervain. gather the vervain, with ceremonies and words known only to themselves, and to express its juices under certain phases of the moon. At once the doctors and conjurors of their village, they alternately cure the complaints of their masters or fill them with dread ; for the same means which relieve their ail- ments enable them to cast a spell on their cattle and on the hearts of their daughters. They insist that this power is given to them by vervain, especially when the damsels are young and handsome. Thus vervain is still the plant of spells and enchantments, as it was amongst the ancients. This little lilac roadside flower, although it is very common, is said to never be found at a greater distance than half a mile from the habitations of man. Dr. Withering has dispelled this pleasant fiction, and states that he found it in plenty at the foot of St. Vincent's rocks. Orange-blossom. (CHASTITY.) ORANGE-BLOSSOM is generally deemed typical of chas- tity, because of it being customary for brides to wear a wreath of it on their wedding-day. The practice, though still retained in some countries, is not so fashionable here as formerly ; nevertheless, bridal bonnets frequently display an artificial spray of these flowers. In his *' Ode to Memory," Tennyson alludes to the custom of using these blossoms at nuptials thus : ' ' Like a bride of old, In triumph led, With music and sweet showers Of festal flowers, Unto the dwelling she must sway. " The wax-hued blossoms of the syringa are often mistaken and used in this country for those of '' the starry orange-tree " — a tree which, from the fact of its being one of those rare productions of nature, bearing at the same time foliage, flowers, and fruit, has been made the emblem oi generosity. Mason's poem of the " English Garden " introduces the favourite thus prodigally adorned : " Where the citron sweet And fragrant orange, rich in fruit and flowers, Might hang their silver stars, their golden globes, On the same odorous stem." Moore, in his sweet story of " Paradise and the Peri," makes a somewhat similar allusion, but draws a very different moral from the combination : "Just then, beneath some orange-trees, Whose fruit and blossoms in the breeze Were wantoning together, free, Like age at play with infancy." 76 Or A NGE-BL OSSOMS. These lovely, sweet-scented flowers, which have so much to do with blushing brides and bridal ceremonies, would certainly hold a foremost place in those fresh flowers which Mrs. Hemans bids us bring with which to crown the maid : " Bring flowers, fresh flowers, for the bride to wear I They were born to blush in her shining hair. She is leaving the home of her childhood's mirth, She hath bid farewell to her father's hearth; Her place is now by another's side — Bring flowers for the locks of the fair young bride." And then, the espousals being over, and the rare and radiant maiden able to say, ** The ring is on my finger, And the wreath is on my brow," how appropriate will this sweet little song by the late Ella Ingram seem : " My little bird, my pretty bird. Thou once wast wild and free, And gaily then thy voice was heard In the starry orange-tree. Beneath deep skies of glowing blue Thy golden plumes would float, And fragrant flowers of pearly hue Contrasted with thy coat. ** Alas ! my bird, in sunshine drest, No more thou art wild and free ; No more thou 'It find thy little nest In the dark green orange-tree. Within that bright and glowing isle, 'Mid flowers thou 'It live no more- And yet my bird, beneath my smile, Sings sweeter than before. ** My pretty bird, my golden bird, I once was wild and free : In song my voice was often heard, And sunshine dwelt with me. But now I 'm caged, my pretty bird, And now must rove no more. And yet my heart, my golden bird. Beats happier than before." The fruit of the orange-tree is deemed typical of abundance^ and is supposed to be the golden apple of the mythologists. Spenser and Milton both assume it to be the veritable article in question, and in these stanzas of the " Faerie Queene," the poet evidently speaks of the orange: "Next thereunto did grow a goodly tree, With branches broad dispread and body great, Clothdd with leaves, that none the wood might see, And laden all with fruit, as thick as thick might be. ** The fruit were golden apples glistering bright, That goodly was their glory to Dehold ; On earth no better grew, nor living wight E'er better saw, but they from hence * were sold, * The garden of Proserpina. Orange-blossoms. 7 7 For those which Hercules, with conquest bold, Got from great Atlas' daughters, hence began, And planted there, did bring forth fruit of gold, And those with which th' Euboean young man wan [won] Swift Atalanta, when, through craft, he her outran. ** Here also sprang that goodly golden fruit With which Acontii.is got his lover true. Whom he had long time sought with fruitless suit ; Here eke that famous golden apple grew, The which among the gods false Ate threw, For which th' Idsean ladies disagreed, Till partial Paris deem'd it Venus' due. And had [of her] fair Helen for his meed. That many noble Greeks and Trojans made to bleed." The latter epicist, in the fourth book of " Paradise Lost," introduces the orange-tree into his fabled groves as one " Whose fruit, burnished with golden rind, Hung amiable, Hesperian fables true. If true, here only, and of delicious taste." Those who know not, and would know, all the various legends alluded to in these lines, should at once resort to the pages of their " Lempriere," or, if desirous of a fuller story, to the " Metamorphoses " of old Ovid. This fruit was doubtless the golden apple presented by Jove to Juno on the day of their nuptials, so ancient is its connection with bridal ceremonies. According to the poets and mythologists, these precious apples only grew in the gardens of the Hesperides, where they were preserved from all intruders by a guard of never-sleeping dragons. It was one of the twelve labours of Hercules to obtain some of them. These, again, were the golden apples given by Venus to the venturesome Hippomenes, by means of which he won Atalanta. Probably Spenser's opinion was just, and this was the fruit whose bestowal upon Venus gave origin to the Trojan war, as it was also the instrument by which the crafty Acontius obtained his spouse. What numberless legends, poems, and fables are indeed associated with its bright, auri- ferous hue, its glossy leaves, and its exquisitely perfumed flowers ! What dreams of future happiness, what memories of bygone bliss, are connected with its symbolic blossoms ! How gratefully should the man who first introduced the orange-tree into Europe be remembered, and what honours does his me- mory deserve ! But, alas ! what uncertainty obscures the never- 78 Orange-bi.ossoms. ought-to-be-forgotten benefactor of his kind ! Mickle, in the prefatory matter to his translation of Camoens' '* Luciad," re- marks that the famous John de Castro, the Portuguese con- queror in Asia, was said to have been the first who brought the orange-tree to Europe, and to have esteemed this gift to his country as the greatest of his actions. He adds that orange- trees are still preserved at Cintra as memorials of the place where he first planted that valuable fruitage. Evelyn's account of the introduction of the first China orange-tree which ap- peared in Europe is that it was sent as a present to the old Count Mellor, then Prime Minister to the King of Portugal. In her pretty address to the humming-bird, the feathered fairy of the New World, Charlotte Smith alludes to this bril- liant member of the floral court, thus : * ' There, lovely bee-bird ! may'st thou rove Through spicy vale and citron grove, And woo and win thy fluttering love With plume so bright ; There rapid fly, more heard than seen, 'Mid orange-boughs of polished green, With glowing fruit, and flowers between Of purest white." Camp HIRE, (FRAGRANCE.) IF the West can now vaunt of the beauty and fragrance of r its roses and carnations, the East alone can boast of the Camphire, which pleases alike by loveliness and odour. Its light green foliage, the pretty mixture of white and yellow in its clusters of blossoms, and the red hue of its little flower- stalks, render it as grateful to the eye as to the smell. It is the favourite flower of Egyptian ladies, who deck themselves with its blossoms, embellish their apartments with them, carry them to their bath, continually hold them in their hand ; in a word, perfume their persons with their delicious perfume, so that the Prophet's praise, " My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire," may be considered as rather more than a figura- tive expression. At Cairo, it is said, clusters of these flowers may be seen hanging to the ceilings of houses, where they not only please the eye, but purify the air. Egyptian women have such an intense love of camphire that they would willingly appropriate it exclusively to their own use, and are extremely jealous of Christian and Hebrew women partaking of it with them. From its leaves is produced the admired orange-coloured dye with which they stain certain parts of their hands and feet. This custom, however, is very prevalent, not only in Egypt, but in several other countries of the East, which are largely supplied with henna, as the Orientals call the camphire, from the Nile's fruitful banks. The practice of staining the nails with henna is alluded to in all works of Eastern travel, and it is from this habit that the plant is made the emblem of artifice. In the '' Story of Prince Futtun in Bahardanush," it is saiJ, ''they tinged the ends of the fingers scarlet with henna, so that they resembled branches of coral." And, in his poem of the '' Veiled Prophet 8o Camp HIRE. of Khorassan," Moore has thus daintily availed himself of the comparison : " While some bring leaves of henna, to imbue The fingers' ends with a bright roseate hue, So bright, that in the mirror's depth they seem Like tips of coral -branches in the stream." As the henna is so little known in Western lands, a short description may not be deemed altogether foreign to the pur- pose of this book. It is a tall shrub, with the bark of the stem and branches of a deep grey. The leaves are of a lengthened oval form, opposite to each other, and of a faint green colour. The flowers grow at the extremities of the branches in long and tufted bouquets, supported by small red stalks, which give a very brilliant aspect to the plant, contrasting as they do with the delicate white and yellow of which the blossoms, collected in long clusters like the lilac, are coloured. Lane, in his work on " Egypt and the Egyptians," says that the Egyptian henna is pronounced more excellent than the rose ; and Mahomet said, " The chief of the sweet-scented flowers of this world and of the next is the faghiyehl' this being the bloom he meant. '' I approve of his taste," adds Lane, " for this flower has most delicious fragrance." Sometimes the kiipros, as the Greeks call this plant, grows on the hills of the islands in the Grecian Archipelago, pouring its sweetness on the vales beneath, '' stealing and giving odour " to the passing airs of " the sweet south." Its blossoms, when gathered, are the favourites of the Hellenic women, who re- tain an ancestral fondness for flowers, and use them in pro- fusion. The Hindoo maidens dye their nails with henna as soon as they are betrothed, which is generally at a very early age ; they also use it to colour the soles of their feet and the palms of their hands. The practice of using this dye appears to be very ancient, from the circumstance that the mummies of Egypt have often their nails covered with the red paste of the henna. The aged Mahommedans frequently pvTfume their beards by holding the face over the vapour arising from a preparation of this odoriferous bloom, and this was doubtless the perfume which, poured upon Aaron^s beard, was in its sweetness com- pared by the Psalmist to the delights of fraternal afiection. Camp HIRE. 8 1 An extract prepared from the dried leaves of this plant is used by Oriental races on visits and festive occasions, and is profusely employed in their religious ceremonies. In Egypt the henna flowers are hawked about the streets for sale, and the vendor, as he proceeds, cries aloud, "Oh, odours of Paradise ! Oh, flowers of the henna !" Miss Pratt, in her " Flowers and their Associations," intro- duces some lines of her own, in which this beloved bloom of the Orient is alluded to: *'She read of isles renowned in song, Of skies of cloudless blue, And flowery plants which all year long Wore tints of brightest hue ; Of vine-clad groves and myrtle shade?. And hills with verdure clad, Where rose and henna ever made The fragrant earth seem glad ; And as she read, the dreamer fair Sat, wishing that her home was therr/^ Anemone. (WITHERED HOPES.— FORSAKEN.) THOSE matter-of-fact people who will always have 2, pro ready for their old gossips' con, assert that this flower de- rives its name from anemos, the Greei^ word for wind, and say thence came our poetical appellation of "the wind-flower." The glorious ancients, however, tell us that the anemo7ie was formerly a nymph beloved by Zephyr, and that Flora, jealous of her beauty, banished her from her Court, and finally trans- formed her into the flower that now bears her name. Rapin makes use of this story in his Latin poem, " The Gardens," as he does also of another oft-told tale, which states that the anemone sprang from the blood of Adonis, combined with the tears which Venus shed over his body. There are so many versions of this latter fable that it is impossible to say which looks the most authentic. The Greek poet Bion, in his " La- ment for Adonis," says, ** That wretched queen, Adonis bewailing, * For every drop of blood lets fall a tear ; Two blooming flowers the mingled streams disclose : Anemone the tears ; the blood, a rose. Ovid's account of the metamorphosis is that Venus, lamenting over the bleeding body of her lover, endeavoured to perpetuate his memory and commemorate her grief by transforming his blood into a flower. Some writers say this delicate blossom received its name of the wind-flower because many of the species grow on ele- vated places, where they are exposed to the rough embraces of old Boreas ; and others — for commentators on the subject are endless — think they are so called because they tremble and shiver before the vernal gales. Pliny goes so far as to assert that it never blooms except when the wind blows ; but then Pliny's experience of natural phenomena is well known to rival Mun- chausen's own. Strange to say, the Latin is thus supported in Anemone. 83 his opinion by the authority of Horace Smith, in his poem of *' Amarynthus :" " Coy anemone, that ne'er uncloses tier lips until they're blown on by the wind." It would certainly seem more characteristic for these frail blossoms to open their lips to the kisses of the sun, for, when he shines, ' ' Thick strewn in woodland bowers, Anemones their stars unfold. " The anemones are natives of the East, whence their roots were originally brought. Their species are very numerous and have been much improved and diversified by culture. The Abbe la Pluche relates a suggestive anecdote of this flower. He informs us that M. Bachelier, a Parisian florist, having imported some very beautiful species of the anemone from the East Indies, kept them to himself in so miserly a manner that for ten successive years he would never allow the slightest fibre of his precious double-blossomed variety to pass out of his own hands, not even to his nearest and dearest friends. A councillor of the French Parliament, annoyed at seeing one man hoarding up for his own delight what Nature had most decidedly given for the benefit of the many, visited him at his country house, in the hope of obtaining means of breaking up this unjust monopoly. In walking round the garden, when he came to Bachelier's bed of much-prized anemones, which were then in seed, he skilfully let his robe fall on them ; by this de- vice he swept off" a considerable number of the little grains, which adhered to the garment. His servant, who had been previously instructed, dexterously wrapped them up in a mo- ment, without exciting any attention. At the first opportunity the councillor acquainted his friends with the successful result of his visit ; and by their participation in his theft, the flower soon became generally known. The wise Egyptians, who beheld a deep signification in all the productions of Nature, regarded the anemones as the em- blem of sickness^ probably, it has been suggested, on account of its noxious properties. In some countries people have such a prejudice against the flowers of the field-anemone that they believe they so taint the air, that those who inhale it often incur severe illness. 84 Anemone. A well-known writer on floral themes deems it probable that it became so ill-omened a symbol on account of the frail and delicate appearance of the wild species, which she poeti- cally describes: "The flush of pale red which tinges the white petals of the wood-anemone might well remind us of that delicate glow which lingers on the cheek of the consumptive sufferer, marking to others the inward decay, but giving a lustre and a glow of beauty which deceives its victim." This last hypothesis is probably the true one ; and Sir William Jones, whose poetry is deeply imbued with Oriental learning, thus alludes to the fragility of this flower: "Youth, like a thin anemone, displays His silken leaf, and in a mom decays." The same author has translated an ode by the Turkish poet Mesihi, in which, amongst other sweet blooms, anemones are introduced : ** See ! yon anemones their leaves unfold, With rubies flaming, and with living gold. " In this country the buds of the wood-anemone are gene- rally of a snowy whiteness ; but sometimes a delicate flush, like the blush on a maiden's cheek, tinges their exquisitely formed petals, and sometimes they are found coloured a rosy red. "These flowers are like the pleasures of the world," said Shakspeare ; and admirably expressive of the transitory nature of beauty was that device of a fragile anemone with the motto *'Brevis est tistis.'' (" Her reign is short.") The best known species of this flower, the wood-anemone, grows very far north, and is common in the woods of North America. They are considered very unwholesome for cattle, and two kinds which grow on that continent are said to prove fatal to animals who eat them. Linnaeus observed that the wood-anemone expanded in Sweden at the same time that the swallows returned from their migration, and British naturalists have observed the same phe- nomenon. Mrs. Hemans has remarked the beautiful pencilling of this flower; and Miss Pratt has favoured us with these appropriate lines to wood-anemones : ** Flowers of the Avild wood ! your home is there, 'Mid all that is fragrant, all that is fair ; Anemone. 85 Where the wood-mouse makes his home in the earth; Where gnat and butterfly have their birth ; Where leaves are dancing over each flower, Fanning it well in the noontide hour, And the breath of the wind is murmuring lov.', As branches are bending to and fro. ** Sweet are the memories that ye bring Of the pleasant leafy woods of spring ; Of the wild bee, so gladly humming. Joyous that earth's young flowers are coming ; Of the nightingale and merry thrush, Cheerfully singing from every bush ; And the cuckoo's note, when the air is still, Heard far away on the distant hill. *' Pure are the sights and sounds of the wild Ye can bring to the heart of Nature's child ; Plain and beautiful is the story That ye tell of your Maker's glory; Useful the lesson that ye bear. That fragile is all, however fair ; While ye teach that time is on his wing, As ye open the blossoms of every spring.'' '^ Periwinkle. (TENDER RECOLLECTIONS.) IN France the Periwinkle, which there is sometimes called " the magician's violet," is considered the emblem of sin- cere friendship, and as such is much used in their language of flowers. The English have adopted this evergreen plant as the representative of tender recollections , and, accepting it for that, the following little anecdote appears very appropriate: Rousseau tells us that one day, when walking with Madame de Warens, she suddenly exclaimed, '* Here is the periwinkle yet in flower !" Being too short-sighted to see the plant with- out stooping, he had never observed it before; he gave it a passing glance, and saw it no more for thirty years. At the end of that period, as he was walking with a friend, " having then began," he says, " to botanize a little, in looking among the bushes by the way, I uttered a cry of joy: 'Ah, there is the periwinkle !' and so it was." He gives this as an instance of the vivid recollection he had of every incident occurring at a particular period of his life. Although the story is trifling, it is so natural, is told with so much simplicity, and is so appli- cable to our purpose, that we could not think of omitting it. In Italy the country people make garlands of this plant, to place upon the biers of their deceased children, for which reason they name it the " flower of death." But in Germany it is the symbol of ir/imortality ; and, because its fine glossy myrtle- green leaves flourish all through the winter, they term it ''win- ter verdure." Its bright blue blossoms and still brighter green leaves have not been overlooked by the poets ; and we find Eliza Cook introducing it into her pathetic poem of "The BUnd Boy:" Periwinkle. 87 * ' We asked him why he wept, mother, Whene'er we found the spots Where periwinkle crept, mother. O'er wild forget-me-nots, * Ah me ! ' he said, while tears ran down As fast as summer showers ; * It is because I cannot see The sunshine and the flowers.'" Chaucer repeatedly speaks of it in his "Romaunt of the Rose," even making it one of the ornaments of the God of Love: ** His garment was every dele Ipurtraied and wrought with floures, By divers medeling of coloures ; Floures there was of many a gise, Iset by campace in a sise ; There lacked no floure to my dome, Ne not so moch as floure of brome, Ne violet, ne eke perevink, Ne floure none that men can on think." The Madagascar periwinkle is a lovely plant, with an up- right stem three or four feet high ; its flowers are crimson or peach-coloured on the upper surface, and a pale flesh-colour on the under: it varies with a white flower, having a purple eye. It will seldom live out of doors in this climate. In his " Herbal," old Culpepper says that the periwinkle is owned by Venus, and that " the leaves, eaten together by man and wife, caused love between them;" but now-a-days it re- quires a somewhat stronger tonic, apparently, to produce so desirable a result. ^^^ y « « Floral bough that swingeth, And tolls its perfume on the passing air;" for, indeed, O ye flowers ! although your lips are voiceless to the ear, yet to the heart ye * ' Are living preachers ; Each cup a pulpit, every leaf a book ; Supplying to my fancy numerous teachers From loneliest nook." The delicate Harebell, the favourite of our poets and the rival of the heather in the strong love of old Scotia, belongs to this timorous group of flowers, and, on account of its tender blossoms and slender, fragile-looking stem, has been made the emblem of loves frailty. Its azure bell hangs lightly upon its shivering stalk and " rings to the mosses underneath." With a mien so frail, one dreads every moment to behold its beauties rent to pieces and destroyed by the rude wind ; and yet, so marvellously is this little floral elf constructed, that it will often successfully brave the battle of the rough elements and outlast the ruffian breeze that lays the monster oak of a thousand years shattered upon the soil. This is the dewy bluebell which Eliza Cook tells us is filled with " chaliced fragrance," and with which a thousand poets have linked their imperishable fame. These lines, by the last-named lady, to "Bluebells in the Shade," require no introduction to our audience : "The choicest buds in Flora's train let other fingers twine; Let others snatch the damask rose, or w^reathe the eglantine ; I 'd leave the sunshine and parterre, and seek the M^oodland gladu, To stretch me on the fragrant bed of bluebells in the shade. Campanula. 125 **Let others cull the daffodil, the lily soft and fair, And deem the tulip's gaudy cup most beautiful and rare ; But give to me, oh, give to me, the coronal that 's made Of ruby orchids mingled with the bluebells from the shade. "The sunflower and the peony, the poppy bright and gay, Have no alluring charms for me : I 'd fling them all away. Exotic bloom may fill the vase, or grace the high-born maid ; But sweeter far to me than all are bluebells in the shade." Eliza Cook. <^p2^i&i Hyacinth. (GAME— PLAY.) THE Oriental or garden Hyacinth is a native of the Levant. Culture has produced several large and splendid double varieties of these flowers ; their elegantly shaped bell blossoms, towering one above another upon graceful stems, in almost unrivalled redolence and in nearly every hue of the rainbow, present a glorious spectacle. Sweet-voiced Shelley plaintively SmgS OI "The hyacinth, purple, and white, and bkie, Which flung from its bells a sweet peal anew Of music, so delicate, soft, and intense, It was felt like an odour within the sense." According to the mythologists, this fairy-like fragile flower had its orgin in the death of Hyacinthus, a Laconian youth, greatly favoured by Apollo, and much admired for his beauty. He fell a victim to the jealous rage of Zephyrus, who, in re- venge for the preference manifested for him by the Sun-god, had determined to effect his destruction. Accordingly, one day when the ill-fated youth was playing at quoits with his divine friend, Zephyrus blew so powerfully upon the iron flung by Apollo that it struck the unfortunate Hyacinthus on the temple and killed him, to the intense grief of his innocent slayer. To commemorate the grace and beauty of the poor young prince, for such he was, Apollo, unable to restore him to life, caused the flower which now bears his name to spring from his blood. Thus it was that the hyacinth, so celebrated in the songs of the poets from the days of Homer downwards, became the floral hieroglyph of play, although one would certainly have thought that a more sober meaning could have been awarded to a bloom reputed to have had so melancholy an origin, and ivhich still bears imprinted in indelible characters upon its bosom poor Hyacinthus' last cry of '^Ai! ail" An annual solemnity, called Hyacinthia, was established in Laconia in honour of Hyacinthus. It lasted three days, during which the people, to show their grief for the loss of their darling Hyacinth. 127 prince, ate no bread, but fed upon sweetmeats, and abstained from adorning their hair with garlands as on ordinary occasions. On the second day a band of youths entertained the spec- tators by playing upon the harp, upon the flute, and chanting grand choruses in honour of Apollo. Numbers came mounted upon horses richly caparisoned, singing rustic songs, and ac- companied by a throng, who danced to vocal and instrumental music ; maidens, selected for their beauty, splendidly attired, appeared in covered carriages, most magnificently adorned, singing hymns ; whilst the others were engaged in chariot races. An immense number of victims were offered on the altars of Apollo ; and their slaves^ as well as their friends, were entertained with the utmost liberality by the votaries. This flower is justly the pride of the Dutch florists, who gain immense annual profits from its culture, although during the last few years it has somewhat lost ground in public favour, by reason of the many tropical plants that have been introduced into QMX flora doniestica. The credit of having reared the first double hyacinth is given to Peter Voerhelm, a celebrated florist of Haarlem. It is stated that he was accustomed to throw away as imperfect all the double blossoms, until a fit of illness prevented him from visiting his bulbs for some days ; on re- newing his floral duties, a double flower that had escaped destruction attracted his attention. He determined to culti- vate it ; and well it repaid him his care. Florists and customers came, saw, and purchased ; but, by some strange vicissitude, this first double hacyinth, named " Mary," and the two next varie- ties that were produced, have been lost. For one bulb which he had raised he is said to have obtained ;^ioo. This flower, which he christened " The King of Great Britain," is now con- sidered the originator of the oldest double variety in existence. The common or, as old botanists style it, the English hya- cinth, is frequently termed the Harebell by poetical writers. Browne, author of "■ Britannia's Pastorals," in his list of '' Floral Emblems," observes that "The harebell, for her stainless azured hue, Claims to be worn of none but those are true." The harebell is sometimes white or flesh-coloured, but much more commonly blue or violet-hued. Under its general appellation of the hyacinth, this flower has 128 Hyacinth. received a countless number of poetical tributes ; but its right to retain them is strongly disputed now-a-days, several writers maintaining that they were intended for another flower alto- gether, the red Martagon lily being now supposed rightfully entitled to the homage paid by ancient authors to the bloom that sprang from the blood of Hyacinthus, from the fact that its petals bear the distinguishing mark of ai^ at, d,nd that it is of a deep blood-coloured hue. The authoress of "Flora Domestica" enters warmly into the contest, and certainly makes out a very good case on be- half of her selected flower. After citing a large number of poetical witnesses, she winds up her debate by saying, " There have been great disputes and differences about the hyacinth : all were agreed that our modern hyacinth was not the hyacinth of the ancients ; but the difficulty was to determine what was." And our authority then concludes by deciding that " the best arguments have been urged in support of the Martagon lily, which is now pretty generally acknowledged to be the true heir to this ancient and illustrious race." The following tragic, if true, story was related some time since of the effect said to be produced by the powerful per- fume of the hyacinth : M. Sam relates that he was standing at a ball given at the Tuileries, talking to the great chemist, Dr. Lisfranc, when he perceived him become pale and move from his position. M. Sam, fancying that his friend had been taken ill, followed him out to the salle des vtarechaux. There having recovered his equanimity, he said, ' I have just seen a beautiful young bride waltzing with her second husband. Now, I am perfectly con- vinced she murdered her first husband. It had been. a love match ; but the young man discovered that he had made a fatal mistake, and his health visibly declined. One morning he was found dead in his bed-room, which his wife had filled with hya- cinths : their poisonous emanations had evidently killed him. On being summoned to examine into the cause of his death, I perfectly remembered having related in his wife's hearing a case of poisoning produced by those very flowers, and on learning that a scandalous intrigue on her part had been the cause of his misery, I have not the slightest doubt that the wretched woman adopted this mode of regaining her liberty.' *' Marygold (GRIEF.) "She droops and mourns, Bedew'd, as 't were, with tears. ' George Withers. THE Classic name for this flower is Calendula, which some writers translate into the "flower of all the months';'' a title given to it, they add, in consequence of its blossoming the whole year — a statement scarcely borne out by facts so far as England is concerned. By old English poets these plants are called '' golds ; " the name of the Virgin Mary was a very frequent addition in the middle ages to anything useful or beautiful, and so in course of time this flower became known as the marygold. In Provence they call it gauche fer (left-hand iron), probably from its round, brilliant disc, suggestive of a shield, which is worn on the left arm. Why so dazzling a bloom should have become the emblem of grief it is difficult to say, but in many lands it is regarded as such. Although alone, however, the marygold expresses grief, by a judicious admixture with other flowers its meaning may be greatly varied. For instance, combined with roses it is symbolic of " the bitter sweets and pleasant pains of love ; " whilst amongst Eastern nations a bouquet of marygolds and poppies signifies " I will allay your pain:" Associated with cypress, the emblem of death, marygolds betoken despair. Linnaeus has remarked that the marygold is usually open from nine in the morning till three in the afternoon ; this fore- shows a continuance of dry weather : should the blossom remain closed, rain may be expected. This circumstance, and the fact of its always turning its golden face towards the giver of day, has caused this plant to be sometimes termed '' the sun follower," and the " spouse of the sun." 9 130 Marygold. Chatterton, alluding to its having given in its adherence to the early closing movement, calls it "The Marybudde, that shutteth with the light." And Browne, in his " Britannia's Pastorals," says : *'But, maiden, see, the day is waxen olde, And 'gins to shut in with the marygolde." Whilst ever-watchful Shakspeare remarks in " Cymbeline," that when '* Phoebus 'gins arise," the " winking marybuds begin to ope their golden eyes." Another noteworthy property of this flower is that it lasts out all its floral compeers, and continues blooming until stopped by the frost. In her " Farewell to the Flowers in Autumn," Mrs. Sigourney acknowledges this virtue of the neglected plant : "Coarse marygold, in days of yore I scorned thy tawny face, But since my plants are frail and few, I 've given thee welcome place. " Keats pays more heed to the natural attractions of this flower, and sings : *'Open afresh your round of starry folds, Ye ardent marygolds ! Dry up the moisture of your golden lids, For great Apollo bids That in these days 3'^our praises shall be sung On many harps, which he has lately strung ; And then again your dewiness he kisses — Tell him I have you in my world of blisses : So haply when I rove in some far vale. His mighty voice may come upon the gale." Marguerite of Orleans, the maternal grandmother of Henry the Great of France, to express how all her thoughts and affections were directed towards Heaven, adopted for her ar- morial device a marygold turning towards the sun, with the motto, " Je lie veux suiv7^e que lid sueU' Chaucer frequently mentions these flowers under their an- cient name of '* goldes," and, in " The Knight's Tale," bestows a garland of them upon Jealousy, yellow being the colour deemed emblematical of that passion. The marygold is sometimes considered the florigraphical sign of predictio7if because it is used by our lads and lasses, as MaRVGOLD, I'll o is the daisy by those of France, and the aster by those of Germany, to determine whether they are beloved or not by the object of their thoughts. This flower excited more solemn reflections in the mind of George Withers, who in his usual quaint manner thus moralizes over it : "When, with a serious musing, I behold The grateful and obsequious marygold, How duly every morning she disjDlays Her open breast when Phoebus spreads his rays ; How she observes him in her daily walk. Still bending towards him her small slender stalk ; How, when he down declines, she droops and mourns^ Bedew'd, as 't were, with tears till he returns ; And how she veils her flowers when he is gone, As if she scorn'd to be looked upon By an inferior eye, or did contemn To wait upon a meaner light than him. When this I meditate, methinks the flowers Have spirits far more generous than ours, And give us fair examples to despise The servile fawnings and idolatries Wherewith we court these earthly things below. Which merit not the service we bestow." Aster. (AFTER-THOUGHT.) "Like a pleasant thought, When such are wanted." Anon. THE Astei% or Starzvort, represents an exceedingly nu- merous family which derives its name from the Greek word aster, signifying star. In the language of flowers it is said to be emblematical of after-tJiongJit, because it begins to blow when other flowers are scarce. " It is like an after- thought of Flora's, who smiles at leaving us." The different varieties of this flower are very numerous ; and, being very showy, of almost every colour, and those colours remarkably vivid, they make a brilliant figure in our gardens in autumn. The general favourite is the China aster, which is larger and handsomer than any of the others. Europe is indebted for this variety to Father d'Incarville, a Jesuit missionary, who, in 1730, sent some seeds of it to the royal gardens at Paris. This flower is much admired by the Chinese, who make con- siderable use of it in the decorations of their gardens, arranging it so as to rival the richest patterns of Persian carpets, or the most curious figures that can be devised by the artist in filigree. The French are fond of this flower, and from the resemblance which its blossoms bear in shape, although on a much larger scale, to the daisy, call it La Reine Marguerite, or Queen daisy. The amellus spoken of by the Greek and Latin poets is supposed to belong to the aster tribe : * ' The attic star, so named in Grecian use, But call'd ameUus by the Mantuan muse," says Rapine ; and Virgil, in his fourth " Georgic," says : " We have also a flower in the meadows, which the country people Aster. 133 call * amellus.' The herb is very easy to be found, for the root — which consists of a great bunch of fibres — sends forth a vast number of stalks. The flower itself is of a golden colour, surrounded by a great number of leaves, which are purple like violets. The altars of t4ie gods are often adorned with wreaths of these flowers." The star-flozvcr, as the Germans call the aster, is employed by that people as a village oracle, after the manner described under the heading of daisy. Gothe, in his great tragedy of " Faust," makes a beautiful use of this superstition. It is in the well-known garden scene, where Faust is walking with the young and guileless Marguerite — a scene that Retzsch has chosen for his wildly-suggestive pencil, and L. E. L. for her plaintive pen to reproduce. The poor, lovelost girl gathers a flower, and, according to her simple method of divination, proceeds to pluck ofl" the florets, alternately repeating the words, " He loves me," " he loves me not." On arriving at the last leaf, she joyously exclaims, " He loves me ! " and Faust, in spite of himself, overpowered by her childish innocence, breaks forth, " Yes ! he loves thee : let this floral token be a decree of Heaven ! " Dr. Zerfli, in his valuable notes to his edition of " Faust," says, *' It is a general custom for lovers to consult flowers, as a sort of oracle, as to whether their love is returned or not. The plan adopted is simple enough. A star-flower, which seems to be the favourite, is selected, and the person consulting it repeats the words *' ^ Er luht mich von Ilerzen Mit Schmerzen, Ja — oder nein.^ A single leaf is pulled off at each recurrence of the words ja and nein, and the answer of the oracle is yes or no, as ja or nein is pronounced on pulling the last of the leaves." Tuberose. (DANGEROUS PLEASURES.) THERE is a curious perversion of name in the designation of this flower, which has nothing to do with " tubes," or "roses," and is merely a corruption of its botanical title, PoliantJies tuberosa, the latter word simply signifying tuberous, and the former word, from the Greek, expressing city-flower. This glorious floral favourite grows naturally in India, whence it was brought into Europe in 1632. Its blossoms were origi- nally single ; and a Monsieur le Cour, a celebrated Leyden florist, first produced a double variety. He was so tenacious of the roots of this flower, that after he had propagated them in such plenty as to have more than he could plant, he caused them to be cut in pieces, to have the vanity of boasting that he was the only person in Europe who possessed specimens of them. This device could not, however, long exclude so de- sirable an acquisition from the gardens of Europe, and it is now common all over the world. Its white blossom exhales the most exquisite perfume — a perfume, however, it is alleged, so powerful, that to enjoy it without danger it is necessary to keep at' some distance from the plant. Shelley, in verses as inexpressibly beautiful as the object they celebrate, calls "The sweet tuberose, The sweetest flower for scent that blows." The Malayans style this floral belle, "The Mistress of the Night ; " a poetical idea that the Irish Anacreon makes use of in his fantastic poem of " Lalla Rookh : " "The tuberose, with her silveiy light, That in the gardens of Malay Is called the Mistress of the Night, So like a bride, scented and bright. She comes out when the sun 's away." Tuberose. T " r' It has been prettily remarked that we must remember that Moore is speaking of the lady's habits when in her native country ; in our colder clime she waits for the sunshine before expanding her perfumed petals. When worn in the hair by a Malayan lady, it informs her lover, in a manner that words could never speak half so well, that his suit is pleasing to her. An exquisite littlQjhi d' esprit by Leigh Hunt, known as the "Albanian Love Letter," prettily carries out this idea of " Saying all one feels and thinks In clever daffodils and pinks ; Uttering (as well as silence may) The sweetest words the sweetest way." It may be found entire under the heading of "Floral Bou-., quets." Broom. (HUMILITY.) *' The memorial flower of a princely race." THE Broom is a very ornamental shrub, with few leaves, but an abundance of brilHant and elegant flowers. There are three species with white and one with violet-coloured bloom, all the others having yellow blossoms. Our common broom surpasses most of the foreign kinds in beauty ; indeed, few shrubs are more magnificent than this evergreen, with its profusion of bright golden blossoms, me- lodious with the murmuring of innumerable bees. Few can gaze unmoved upon its splendid wreaths of glittering bloom, 'Yellow and bright, as bullion mialloy'd." It is, therefore, not to be wondered at that our poets have clustered round it almost as thickly and as lovingly as the bees, or, its beauty being known, that they should have de- rived as abundant a supply of sweets from its sweetness as their little musical competitors, who "hunt for the golden dew." Many a plaintive tale is associated with the broom ; many a lament has been sung of the sad thoughts engendered by lingering, loving memories of " the bonny broom," by wan- derers far off from their native land. The Scotch, ever wakeful to the beauties of their native home, have long recognized the poetry of this picturesque plant, and in their songs and ballads often chant its praise : " O, the broom, the bonny, bonny broom, The broom of the Cowden Knows ; For sure so soft, so sweet a bloom Elsewhere there never grows. " Burns lauds it, and well he might, for doubtless he had enABLit rtnm tOMoeii Broom. 137 ofttimes seen it waving high over the headlong torrents of his darling Scotia, or spreading a gorgeous golden canopy down the sides of his native mountains. Hark to his paean : ' ' Their groves of sweet myrtle let foreign lands reckon, Whose bright beaming summers exalt the perfume ; Far dearer to me yon lone glen of green breckan, Wi' the burn stealing under the long yellow broom. ** Far dearer to me are yon humble broom bowers, Where the bluebell and gowan lurk lowly, unseen ; And where, lightly tripping amang the sweet flowers, A-listening the linnet, oft wanders my Jean." Although, in floral phraseology, the broom is typical of humility, it has, its presumed humbleness notwithstanding, had several adventures with royalty. History informs us that amid the stormy times of the fourteenth century this wild shrub was scarcely less distinguished as a regal flower than the royal rose herself. The English sovereign race of Plantagenet evidently derived their surname from^^;/e/, the French name of this plant ; but there appears a great discrepancy between the reasons assigned by different writers as to why the designation was first assumed. Skinner says that the House of Anjou derived the name of Plantagenet from a prince thereof who, having killed his brother to enjoy his principality, afterwards repented, and made a voyage to the Holy Land to expiate his crime, scourging himself every night with a rod made of the plant genet. Those people who are sceptical on the point of royal repentances, more especially when they require penances as an accompaniment, may feel more inclined to give credence to the account embodied in the following popular legend, which tells us that a sprig of genista was first adopted as the family badge by Gefroi, Duke of Anjou, father of Henry H. He gathered that wild flower — so runs the story — when, pass- ing through a rocky pathway, he beheld on either side bushes of yellow broom clinging with firm grasp to the huge stones, or upholding the crumbling soil ; and ** thus," said he, " shall that golden plant ever be my cognizance, — rooted firmly amid rocks, and yet upholding that which is ready to fall. I will bear it in my crest — amid battle-fields if need be — at tourna- ments, and when dispensing justice ! " Thus saying, the tvarrior broke off a branch, and fixing it in triumph in his cap, 138 Broom. returned to his castle. Not only did the duke adopt his country's most beauteous wild flower as a cognizance, but he also took the name of Plantagenet, or planta genista, and transmitted the same to his princely descendants, who each bore it from the time of Henry II. — called by historians the first royal sprig of genista, till the third Richard, last scion of the plant of Anjou. This version of the story how the emblem of humility be- came the crest of a sovereign house, is corrobora«ted by Lemon, in his " English Etymology." He thus recapitulates the tale : *^ Geoffry, Count of Anjou, acquired the surname of Planta- genet from the incident of his wearing a sprig of broom on a day of battle. This Geoffry was second husband to Matild, or Maud, Empress of Germany and daughter of Henry I. of England ; and from this Plantagenet family were descended all our Edwards and Henries." It could not be expected that so romantic a story would escape the poets, and accordingly we find it embalmed in the following flowing verse : ^* Time was when thy golden chain of flowers Was linked, the warrior's brow to bind ; When rear'd in the slielter of royal bowers, Thy wreath with a kingly coronal twined. "The chieftain who bore thee high in his cres-t, And bequeathed to his race thy simple name, Long ages past has sunk to his rest, And only survives in the rolls of fame. ** Though a feeble thing that Nature forms, A frail and perishing flower art thou ; Yet thy race has survived a thousand storms, That have made the monarch and warrior bow. **The storied urn may be crumbled to dust, And time may the marble bust deface ; But thou wilt be faithful and firm to thy trust, The memorial flower of a princely race." In 1234, when the brave Marguerite, the Queen of Louis IX. of France was crowned, that King, surnamed " the Saint," selected the broom as the badge to be worn by the members of a new order of knighthood which he created on that festive occasion. The knights of this order wore a chain composed of the blossoms of the gen^t entwined with \n\\\\.^ fleicrs-de-liSy Broom. 139 from which was suspended a golden cross inscribed with the words Exaltat hiLimles.'^ Attached to this order was a body- guard of one hundred nobles, who wore, embroidered on the backs and fronts of their coats, the broom, and above that, a hand holding a crown, with the inscription, Deus exaltat Immiles.-^ Some florigraphists have deemed the broom emblematic of ardour, doubtless from the well-authenticated fact that the spadix acquires so strong a heat as to be painful to the hand when touched. There is one great charm, seldom commented upon, about this flower, — " The golden broom, Which scents the passing gale," — and that is its delicious aroma. * He exalteth the humble. t God exalteth the humble. Poppy. (CONSOLATION. — OBLIVION.) THE Poppy is used as the floral sign of consolation ; chiefly, it is supposed, because, as the Greek mythologists tell us, it was created by Ceres whilst in search of her daughter Proserpine, as a soother of her grief Our old pastoral poet, William Browne, in his quaint phraseology, says : ** Sleep -bringing poppy, by the plowman late, Not without cause, to Ceres consecrate : For being round and full at his half-birth, It signified the perfect orb of earth ; And by his inequalities when blowne, The earth's low vales and higher hills were showne ; By multitude of grains it held within, Of men and beasts the number noted bin. . . . ******* Or since her daughter that she loved so well, By him that in th' infernal shades does dwell, ******* Fairest Proserpina was rapt away, And she in plaints the night, in tears the day. Had long time spent ; when no high power could give her Any redresse, the poppy did relieve her : For, eating of the seeds, they sleep procured, And so beguiled those griefs she long endured." The well-known somniferous qualities of the poppy is ad- duced as another reason why it should be deemed symbolic of consolation, and of oblivion. That it, the producer of Nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep, should be chosen as the emblem of the alleviation of our troubles, does indeed appear just. Shakspeare, Spenser, and others frequently allude to the " drowsy poppy " as productive of " the easer of all our woes." Leigh Hunt calls it the "blissful poppy," from its soothing and sleep-inducing properties ; whilst Horace Smith prays : CMJKitt TfRnr. Poppy. 141 "Gentle Sleep ! Scatter thy drowsiest poppies from above ; And in new dreams, not soon to vanish, bless My senses with the sight of her I love." Mr. Davidson states that it was the custom with the Romans to offer poppies to the dead, especially to those whose manes they designed to appease ; and Virgil, in his " Georgics," call- ing it the Lethaean poppy, directs that it be offered by way of funeral rite to Orpheus. This same Latin writer compares the dying Euryalus, as he falls to earth with his white breast pierced by the cruel sword, to the poppy, bowing down its wearied neck when its head is overcharged with rain. And his great predecessor, Homer, used the same metaphor, if Pope's translation may be relied on ; whilst Virgil's worthy successor, Ariosto, reproduced the imacre. The ancient Greeks, who regarded Sleep as the great com- forter of the world, gave him for his only ornament a wreath of poppies. The Romans also generally adorned the statues of Ceres, the beneficent deity, with the same flowers. Our great neglected poet, Richard Home, in " Orion," one of the greatest and grandest epics of modern times, introduces this symbol blossom thus : "He approached And found the spot, so sweet with clover flower When they cast them down, was now arrayed "With many-headed poppies, like a crowd Of dusky Ethiops in a magic cirque, "Which had sprung up beneath them in the night, And all entranced the air." o^o G> Cypress. (MOURNING.) *'The cypress is the emblem of mourning.' Shakspeare. IN every country and from the earliest ages the Cypress has been ever deemed the emblem of mourning ; and the reason is not difficult to imagine. Where the gloomy foliage of this doleful-looking tree meets the view, that sympathetic bond which unites man with nature excites melancholy feel- ings, and makes the beholder intuitively aware that the sombre shadows trailing round these impenetrable branches are really associated with the saddening thoughts he entertains. !No one can be surprised that our earliest ancestors selected so doleful a looking tree to symbolize their grief, or even that it is still used as a funereal sign. Ancient writers, ever ready to seize upon and convert to their own purposes the peculi- arities of nature, were not long in fashioning a pretty fable to account for the dismal hue of the cypress. According to Ovid, this tree was named after Cyparlssus, an especial favourite of Apollo. This feeling youth, having accidentally slain his darling stag, was so sorrow-stricken that he besought the gods to doom his life to everlasting glocm ; and they, in compliance with his request, transformed him into a cypress-tree. ** When, lost in tears, the blood his veins forsakes, His every limb a grassy hue partakes ; His flowing tresses, stiff and bushy grown, Point to the stars, and taper to a cone. Apollo thus : ' Ah ! youth, beloved in vain, Long shall thy boughs the gloom I feel retain : Henceforth, when mourners grieve, their grief to share, Emblem of woe the cypress shall be there." Cypress. 189 And emblem of woe the tree has been ever since. Lucan tells us of " The cypress by the noble mourner worn." Virgil invariably introduces it into the burial rites of his heroes ; he describes " the sweet cypress " as " sign of deadly bale." Tasso, who also designated this tree "the funereal cypress," remarks that at Dudon's burial, *' Of cypress sad a pile his friends compose, Under a hill o'ergrown with cedars tall ; Beside the hearse a fruitful palm-tree grows (Ennobled since by this great funeral), Where Dudon's corpse they softly laid in ground. " Statius also alludes to its being thus used at burials ; and in the Italian Arcadia, the shepherd bids his friend perform the last pious offices for him, and " make me a tomb amongst cypresses." Spenser, lamenting the loss of Sir Philip Sidney, requests "Instead of garlands, wear sad cypress now; " and again, in his " Faerie Queen," amongst other gloomy emblems, he says, "There mournful cypress grew." Shakspeare several times alludes to its ominous character ; and in the Second Part of " Henry VI.," the Earl of Suffolk, when invoking curses upon his enemies, would have ** Their sweetest shade a grove of cypress-trees." Cowley, in his lines to the memory of Mrs. Hervey, refers to its mythological origin as well as its inauspicious reputation. In turning to modern poets, one finds no lack of references to the melancholy omen of this tree. Sir Walter Scott leads the sad procession with a doleful song : " O lady, twine no wreath for me, Or twine it of the cypress-tree." Byron beautifully terms it that '* Dark tree ! still sad when other's grief is fled, The only constant mourner o'er the dead. " Robert Montgomery deemed its associations too sombre even for death : 190 CVPRESS. *' And oft the living, by affection led, Were wont to walk in spirit with their dead, Where no dark cypress cast a doleful gloom, 4 Nor blighting yew shed poison o'er the tomb ; But, white and red with intermingling flowers. Green myrtle fenced it, and beyond their bound Ran the clear rill with ever-murmuring sound." Shelley does not overlook the melancholy customs connected with the cypress, and makes us dread the fate of that unwept, lovely youth whom no mourning maidens decked "With weeping flowers, or votive cypress wreath, The lone couch of his everlasting sleep. " Last, but not least of the tuneful quire who hang their votive wreaths upon the dark urn of the buried Past, is Eliza Cook, and in her thoroughly symbolic poem of *' The Wreaths," she enters thus poetically into the typical spirit of this funereal plant : ** Who wears the cypress, dark and drear? The one who is shedding the motliiner's tear : The gloomy branch for ever twiti&- Round foreheads graved with Sorrow's lines. 'T.is the type of a sad and lonely heart, That hath seen its dearest hopes depart. Oh ! who can like the chaplet band That is wove by Melancholy's hand?" By the Greeks and Romans the cypress was consecrated to the Fates, the Furies, to Pluto and Proserpine, and was planted by them around graves. The tree still retains its melancholy interest, and as a ceme- tery decoration is yet used in all countries pretending to civiliza- tion. In Mahommedan " Cities of the Dead," as they poetically style their places of burial, the cypress is ever prominent, and is frequently planted not only at the head and foot, but often upon the grave itself. Large groves of these trees are care- fully cultivated, in order to supply mourners with them when required. Even in Japan the cypress expresses a similar sombre idea as with Europeans, and the native churches there are said to be generally surrounded by alleys of cypresses. When death was in the dwelling, the ancients were accus- tomed to place cypress either before the house or in the vestibule, so that no person about to perform any sacred rites Cvpre::^^. 191 might enter a place polluted with a dead body. It has been stated that the cypress was selected for these melancholy occasions, because this tree, being once cut down, never springs up again ; but, as Evelyn very justly observes, this view would render it an improper emblem for a Christian country. " The use of evergreens," he remarks, " is yet not uncommon amongst us ; but they are supposed to be significant of immortality, at the same time that their balsamic scent guards the attendants against the infection to be apprehended." It has been noticed by a distinguished floral writer, that those various plants used upon these sad occasions are almost invariably fragrant and powerful, although not always sweet- scented, as for instance, yew, rosemary, basil, and others. The fragrance of the cypress is an old theme with the poets — those illustrators of all natural secrets. Homer alludes to this pleasant odour, when in the fifth book of his " Odyssey" he describes the cave of Calypso ; and Theocritus talks of " odorous cypresses." Virgil, and other later poets, repeatedly call it " the sweet cypress." The balsamic scent of its timber formerly caused it to be held in great repute, and chips of it were, as Evelyn remarks, frequently used to flavour wine with. Miller says, " This tree is recommended by many learned authors for the improvement of the air, and as a specific for the lungs, as sending forth quantities of aromatic scents ; wherefore many of the ancient physicians of the Eastern countries used to send their patients who were troubled with weak lungs to the island of Candia, which at that time abounded with these trees," This island is yet famous for its cypresses, and there, as also in Malta, they are much used for buildings — a purpose for which their marvellous durability eminently fits them. The bridge built by Semiramis over the Euphrates was of this wood ; and so satisfied was Plato with its hardness and im- perishableness, that he had the laws engraved upon tablets ot cypress in preference to brass itself Pliny relates that the statue of Jupiter in the Capitol, made of this wood in the year of Rome 661, was sound in his time; whilst, in proof of the immense age which the tree attains, he says that some then in Rome were more ancient than the city itself Several fine lofty cypresses are said to be still growing in the gardens 192 CVPRESS. of a palace in Grenada, that were large trees in the reign of Ardeli, the last Moorish monarch in Spain. These famous trees are known as Los Cypresses de la Reina Sultana, or the Queen's Cypresses, because under their shade the slandered princess was accused of having entertained her lover, Aben- cerrage. Evelyn goes into a long description of the manifold purposes to which the seeming imperishable wood of this tree has been put. " It was used for harps and divers other musical instru- ments," he remarks, " it being a sonorous wood, and therefore employed for organ-pipes ; resisting the worm, moth, and all putrefaction to eternity. What the uses of this timber are," he adds, " the Venetians sufficiently understood, who did every twentieth year, and oftener (the Romans every thirteenth), make a considerable revenue of it out of Candy ; and certainly a very gainful commodity it was, when the fell of a plantation of cypresses was reputed a good portion for a daughter, and the plantation itself called Das filice. But there was in Candy a vast wood of these trees belonging to the Republic, by malice or accident, or perhaps by solar heat, set on fire, which — beginning amio 1400 — continued burning for seven years before it could be extinguished, being fed for so long a space by the unctuous nature of the timber Formerly the valves of St. Peter's Church were formed of this material, which lasted from the great Constantine to Pope Eugenius IV.'s time — eleven hundred years — and then were found as fresh and entire as if they had been new. But this Pope would needs change them for gates of brass, which were cast by the famous Antonio Philarete: not, in my opinion, so venerable as those of cypress." Thucydides states that the Athenians buried their heroes in coffins of this wood ; whilst the apparently indestructible chests in which the Egyptians placed their mummies are of the same material, and they have doubtless lain in their resting- places for thousands of years. Vitruvius and Martial have celebrated the durability and beauty of this timber : the wild cypress especially was admired for this latter quality ; its roots were deemed incomparable for their crisped undulations. It was in great request amongst the Romans for beds and tables and, as such, Lucan is supposed to have alluded to it in his '' Pharsalia." Cypress. 193 It has been observed that no other tree blends so well with stone buildings. Byron tells of "The cypress saddening by the sacred mosques;" and Dallaway describes the Seraglio at Constantinople, as encircled with embattled walls, with its domes and kiosques clustered in splendid confusion, and intermixed with gigantic cypresses, rising in the sea from an elevation which Nature seems to have intended for the seat of dominion over the whole world. Homer and Virgil frequently refer to the wood of this tree being used for building purposes ; and they, and many other ancient and modern poets, allude to its pyramidal form, but none more beautifully than Shelley : ** Thence to a lonely dwelling, where the shore Is shadowed with steep rocks, and cypresses Cleave with their dark green cones the silent skies, And with their shadows the clear depths below." Kirchmann says that its use amongst the ancients was a sign that the house was ftmesta, or afflicted with death, for the reason that slips from it will not grow ; whilst Horace observes that of all the trees you plant, none will follow its brief master but the hated cypress. Evelyn desires his readers not to " despair of the resurrection of a cypress subverted by the wind, for some have redressed themselves ; and one (as Tiphilinus mentions) rose the next day, which happening about the reign of the Emperor Vespasian, was esteemed a happy omen 1 '* '^©^^^ 13 w -s^ St. John's Wort. (SUPERSTITION.) *'I must gather the mystic St. John's wort to-night, The wonderful herb whose leaf will decide If the coming year shall make me a bride." From the German, THIS bright yellow blossom, with its glittering golden stamens, is very well known by its generic name of Jiype- ricum, but as the floral symbol of superstition, its old English appellation of St. JoJms wort seems most appropriate. In the earliest records of the wonderful properties assigned to this world-renowned emblem, it is styXtd fuga dcs7nonum, or deviVs fii^ht, because the virtue was ascribed to it of frightening away "auld Hornie," and all his mischievous crew, of defending folks from spectres, and of generally putting all evil-disposed apparitions to the rout. " For the same reason," says one florigraphical authority, " it was also called sol terristris, or the ' terrestrial sun,' because the spirits of darkness were believed to vanish at the approach of that luminary." To the peasantry of France, and of the less educated countries of Germany, this flower is still endowed with marvellous qualities ; and on the nativity of St. John the Baptist — that is to say, on the 24th of June — it is customary for the villagers to gather and hang over the cottage doors and windows some of these blossoms, in the belief that its sanctity will deter malevolent spirits from en- tering the abode, and will also propitiate their patron saint in favour of the inmates. In Scotland this plant is still carried about as a charm against witchcraft and enchantment ; and in some out-of-the- way parts the people fancy that it cures ropy milk, which, they suppose, is under some malignant influence. Sir Walter Scott's ballad, " The Eve of Saint John," is a good illustration St. John's Wort. 195 of the strong superstitious feeling with which this noted day- was formerly regarded. Miss Pratt, in one of her charming botanical works, alluding to the customs yet practised upon St. John's Day, remarks that " in Lorraine no persuasions will induce the peasant to cut down his grass until the arrival of this day, however the sun may have prepared it for the scythe ; while it matters not that the season be retarded, no event is allowed to delay the commencement of haying at this period." It is generally believed in the Levant that on the anniver- sary of this sacred day the plague will disappear from the country, and more than one sad disappointment has not served to eradicate the persuasion from the Greek mind. In many continental places rural festivities and customs, similar to those practised on Allhallow's-eve by the Scotch, are celebrated on this day. So wide-spread and deep-rooted a superstition as is this undoubtedly points to a very ancient but common origin — one, indeed, far older than that supposed by Miss Pratt, who deems these practices were founded on a strange misapprehension of the Scriptural words which likened St. John to a burning and shining light. That lady, in support of her theory, instances the blazing bonfires which — like those of Baal — were formerly built upon the vigil of the saint, and round which danced youths and maidens, wreathed with ver- vain and St. John's wort — as even were the Druidic worshippers of times long anterior — bunches of which symbolic flowers they flung into the flames, at the same time that they fer- vently invoked St. John, and besought Heaven to render the coming year more bountiful with good gifts, and more sparing of sorrows, than the one departing had been. " In London," Miss Pratt remarks, " in addition to the bonfires, the festival was signified by every man's door being shaded with green birch, long fennel, St. John's wort, orpine, white lilies, and other typical plants, and ornamented with garlands of beautiful flowers." Another remarkable quality ascribed to this plant by our ancestors was the power it possessed of curing all sorts of wounds, and in this belief, doubtless, originated its name of tutsa?i, an evident corruption of its French cognomen, la tonte saifie, or all-heal. The common perforated St. John's wort was 13 — 2 196 St. John's Wort. also formerly called " the balm of the warrior's wound," and "the herb of war," in allusion not merely to its presumed healing powers, but also to the little dots on the leaves, which look like small holes. As the poet sings, " Hypericum was there, the herb of war, Pierced through with wounds, and marked with many a scar." The utility of this plant in the cure of wounds was not alto- gether imaginary, and although more powerful agents have now taken its place, it is still used in some medicines on account of its balsamic qualities, and its flowers still supply a fine purple dye with which oils and spirits are coloured. The authoress of " Flora Domestica " says that, as the flowers rubbed between the fingers yield a red juice, the plant has also been styled amongst fanciful medical writers sanguis hominis, or human blood. Some species of the hypericum are noted for their remarkable fulness of blossom, and as such they have obtained the notice of Cowper : *' Hypericum, all bloom, so thick a swarm Of flowers, like flies, clothing its slender rods, That scarce a leaf appears." After this profusion of blossom has died away, the plant bears a number of reddish-tinted berries, with an odour which has been aptly compared to that of rosin. j^^ Marvel of Peru. (TIMIDITY.) "As sacred as the light She fears to perfume, perfuming the night." Edgar A. Poe. THE belle of the nighty as the gallant French have prettily named this sweet emblem of bashfid love, was christened the Marvel of Peru, because of the wonderful diversity of colours in the flowers ; although Rousseau, in his " Letters on Botany," avers that it obtained this attractive title from the fact that when it was first brought over from the New World, as people were then fond of designating America, everything was represented as marvellous. " Strange stories," he remarks, ** were related of the plants and animals they met with ; and those which were sent to Europe had pompous names given to them. One of these is the marvel of Peru, the only wonder of which," he remarks, " is the variety of colours in the flower." Despite the sneers of J. J., this night beauty has other claims upon our admiration besides the astonishing variation of its colours — a variation, however, that of itself is anything but contemptible ; for frequently from the same roots may be seen blossoms ** Changing from the splendid rose. To the pale violet's dejected hue," But what renders this bashful little floral gem a favourite flower, especially in England, is the fact that it is one of those "plants which wake when others sleep," of which only a very few retain their nocturnal watchfulness in these colder climes, whatever may be their habits in their native tropics. Rare, indeed, amongst us, are those plants of which the poet sings : 198 Marvel of Peru. **Thy flower, her vigil lone hath kept With Love's untiring care ; Though round her pinks and violets slept, She wakefully hath watch'd, and wept Unto the dewy air." This true marvel is really one of those flowers which, alone and unobserved, in maidenly shame, seem to wait for the veil of night ere they give way to their feelings and exhale them in sweet aromas. They are, indeed, those timid blooms of night which weep for joy when "Soft incense, such As steals from herbs 'midst pleasant fields in June, Freights the night air. " The ordinary marvel of Peru bedecks itself with a profusion of gay blossoms, which it continually replenishes, in mild seasons retaining its beauty from the beginning of July to the end of October. In warm weather the flowers do not unclose till the evening ; but when the days are cooler, and the sun obscured, the timid little blooms keep open the whole day. The Forked Marvel is a native of Mexico, and its blossoms, which are smaller than those of the other varieties, do not vary in their colour, which is a purple red. It is known in America as the " four-o'clock flower," because of the flower's opening at that time of the day. The sweet-scented varieties of these flowers have white blossoms, and they, as do the other kinds, remain closed during the day, and keep *' Their odour to themselves all day. But when the sunlight dies away, Let the delicious secret out To every breeze that roams about. " The odour of these flowers, however, is not admired by every one, since it is of musk, to which many have a decided antipathy. Mrs. Hemans has left us debtors for the following exquisite discourse with " Night-scented Flowers : " *' Call back your odours, lonely flowers, From the night-wind call them back ; And fold your leaves till the laughing hours Come forth in the sunbeam's track. Marvel of Peru. 199 **The lark lies couched in her grassy nest, And the honey-bee is gone, And all bright things are away to rest ; Why watch ye here alone? *'Nay, let our shadowy beauty bloom When the stars give quiet light, And let us offer our faint perfume On the silent shrine./of night. "Call it not wasted, the scent we lend To the breeze when no step is nigh : Oh ! thus for ever the earth should send Her grateful breath on high ! "And love us as emblems, night's devi^ flowers, Of hopes unto sorrow given, That spring through the gloom of the darkest hours, Looking alone to heaven." Phillips has observed that however timid these flowers may- appear in the sunshine, at eventide they endure the strongest artificial light as unrepiningly as other belles who " shine at the same hour with this emblem of timidity." Had he been acquainted with itc symbolism, what comfort- ing aid could not this little garden blossom have afforded the bashful lover of whom Gerald Massey sweetly sings ; "Yet she weeteth not I love her; Never dare I tell the sweet Tale but to the stars above her, And the flowers that kiss her feet" ^■^*^^^^|(^!^l;^^^s^ RO SEM ARY. (REMEMBRANCE.) " There 's rosemary for you : that's for remembrance." Shakspeare. NUMBERLESS quotations from our older poets might be given to prove that our forefathers invariably adopted Rosemary as the symbol of remeinbrance ; and as it was once believed to possess the power of improving the memory, and was frequently employed as a means of invigorating the mental faculties, it is presumed, and with some show of probability, that it thus became the emblem of that quality with which it was so frequently associated. Perdita, in the " Winter's Tale,'* says : ** For you there 's rosemary and rue ; these keep Seeming and savour all the winter long : Grace and remembrance be with you both ! " And then, in Kamlet, as if determined to prove his acquaint- ance with floral symbolism, Shakspeare makes Ophelia say : *' There 's rosemary for you : that 's for remembrance. Pray you, love, remember." Michael Drayton, in his " Pastorals," also alludes to this emblem in similar terms : * ' He from his lass him lavender hath sent, Showing her love, and doth requital crave ; Him rosemary his sweetheart, whose intent Is that he her should in remembrance have." Highly esteemed as this plant was because of its being consi- dered " a comforter of the brain," and a strengthener of mental faculties — and for these reasons deemed typical of that fidelity and devotion to the gentler sex which is presumed to have been a prominent characteristic of the days of chivalry — rose- Rosemary. 201 mary was also still more prized as a decoration at bridals and other domestic occasions. It was worn at weddings, remarks Miss Kent, to signify the fidelity of the lovers. * * Will I be wed this morning, Thou shalt not be there, nor once be graced with A piece of rosemary," remarks one of the characters in "Ram Alley;" and in the " Noble Spanish Soldier " we read : * ' I meet few but are stuck with rosemary : every One asked me who was to be married." It is not only from the pages of poets and literary men generally, however, that these allusions may be culled. Ro- bert Hacket, a whilom celebrated doctor of divinity, in a sermon, which was published in 1607, under the title of "A Marriage Present," thus expatiates upon the powers of rose- mary : " It overtoppeth," he says, '* all the flowers in the garden boasting man's rule. It helpeth the brain, strengtheneth the memorie, and is very medicinable for the head. Another property of the rosemary is, it affects the heart. Let this rosmarinus, this flower of men, ensign of your wisdom, love, and loyaltie, be carried, not only in your hands, but in your hearts and heads." Rosmarinus, as this plant is botanically styled, signifies the " dew of the sea," and is so called because of its fondness for the sea-beat shores, whence its perfume often greets the mariner as he sails by. Formerly the plant was styled Rosinarinuni coronariuin ; "that is to say," observes Lyte, "rosemarie where- of they make crowns and garlands." Frequently, entwined with laurel and myrtle, rosemary was formed into chaplets, with which the principal personages at feasts were crowned. In his "Garden of Flowers," Parkmson, after recounting the numerous symbolic and other uses to which bay-leaves are put, remarks that "Rosemary is almost of as great use as bayes, as well for civil as physical purposes ; for civil uses, as all doe know, at weddings, funerals, &c., to bestow among friends." Respecting its employment at funerals, Mr. Martyn observes that in some parts of England, in his time, it was still cus- tomary to distribute it among the company, who frequently threw sprigs of it into the grave. Slips of it were also some- 202 Rosemary. times placed within the coffin ; and in some secluded villages these innocent customs are still practised. This plant is like- wise often planted near or upon graves, to which practice Kirke White thus mournfully refers : " Come, funeral flower ! who lovest to dwell With the pale corse in lonely tomb. And throw across the desert gloom A sweet decaying smell ; Come, press my lips, and lie with me Beneath the lowly alder-tree, And we will sleep a pleasant sleep, And not a care shall dare intrude, To break the marble solitude, So peaceful and so deep." Moore parallels not only this funereal imagery, but also alludes to its perfuming the desert gloom: " The humble rosemary, Whose sweets so thanklessly are shed To scent the desert and the dead." In the days of yore, rosemary was in great request at Christ- mas-tide for decorative purposes : the roast beef was crested with bays and rosemary ; the flaming tankards were flavoured with sprigs of it, and the liquor stirred with it, in order, as our ancestors fancied, to improve its flavour. One of the mummers attendant upon Father Christmas, who personated New Year's Gift, was represented by a man wearing a blue coat, and hold- ing in his hand a sprig of rosemary. The silvery leaves of this plant mingled well with the glossy holly and yellow-green mistletoe, in decking rooms and churches. Herrick alludes to all these evergreens in the following lines, as also to the custom of replacing them, after a certain time, by others typical of festivals occurring later in the year : ** Down with the rosemary, and so Down with the baies and mistletoe ; Down with the holly, ivy, all Wherewith ye deck the Christmas hall ; No one least branch leave there behind, For look how many leaves there be Neglected there — maids, 'tend to me — So many goblins ye shall see." The common rosemary is supposed to have been introduced into England by the monks, in the gardens of whose monas- Rosemary 203 teries it occupied, on account of its presumed curative powers, a respected position, and received constant care. It was con- sidered very ornamental, and its silvery foliage was a favourite decoration of the garden walls. In Queen Elizabeth's time it grew all over the walls of the gardens at Hampton Court Palace ; but now is banished from the flower to the kitchen- garden, and there, indeed, lingers half-neglected. Shenstone thus expresses his indignation at the disrespect paid to rose- mary in modern times : ** And here, trim rosemarine, that whilom crown'd The daintiest garden of the proudest peer, Ere, driven from its envied site, it found A sacred shelter for its branches here, Where, edged with gold, its glittering skirts appear. Oh, wassail days ! Oh, customs meet and well ! Ere this was banished from its lofty sphere : Simplicity then sought this humble cell, Nor ever would she more with thane and lordling dwell." It is a common saying now-a-days, that '^ in those gardens where the rosemary flourishes the lady rules the roast," or, in other words, '' the grey mare is the better horse of the twain." This plant is often cultivated in cottage-gardens for the bees to resort to, the honey which they extract from it being considered very excellent. The far-famed honey of Narbonne is said to derive its superiority from the abundance of rose- mary-bushes in the neighbourhood. The Narbonne almost equals in fame that of Mount Ida, of which Jupiter was so fond. \t^ ^\ o — ^-= ^ ^ c^£#^4^-^-#^^^:s Corn. (ABUNDANCE.) " How good the God of harvest is to you, Who pours abundance o'er your flowing fields." Thomson. CORN, which is the generic name applied to all kinds of grain suitable for food, is found in nearly every portion of the globe, and yet botanists assure us that it is nowhere to be found in its primitive state, or that any of the various plants which, under the term of cerealia, are comprehended in this precious family, will flourish without culture. Corn, more particularly wheat, is the most valuable of all natural productions ; and the country whose soil bears plen- teous crops of this in-every-way appropriate symbol of abim- dance, can afford to disregard the pretensions of all rival nations which found their claims to wealth merely upon the strength of their mineral riches. Ceres was the Goddess of Corn, as indeed her name signifies. She was usually represented as a beautiful woman, crowned with ears of corn, a wheatsheaf at her side, and the Cornucopia, or horn of plenty, in her hand. In commemoration of the abduction of her daughter Proserpine by Pluto, a festival was annually held about the beginning of harvest, and another celebration in remembrance of the search for her at the time of sowing the corn. During the search of Ceres for her daughter, the earth was left quite uncultivated; but on her return she gave instructions to her favourite, Triptolemus, how to cultivate the ground and superintend corn and harvests. Ovid thus describes the affair in his " Metamorphoses :" ** She halts at Athens, dropping like a star, And to Triptolemus resigns her car. Parent of seed, she gave him fruitful grain, And bade him teach to till and plough the main ; The seed to sow, as well in fallow fields, As where the soil manured a richer harvest yields." Corn. 205 The matchless wealth of ancient Egypt is supposed to have arisen from its corn. It may be learnt, from the interesting history of Joseph, as well as from the narrative of the ten plagues, how famous Egypt was in those days for its wheat. Some, indeed, believe that country to have been the parent of this species of grain, and certainly the earliest historic allusions to it are in connection with that land, whence, it is conjectured, it spread along the shores of the Mediterranean. Under the wise administration of Joseph, Egypt was able to supply neigh- bouring nations, in a time of wide-spread famine, with the re- quisite corn, and in later ages served as a vast granary for the Roman and Eastern empires. The belief that their subjects would not be able to subsist without Egyptian grain is said to have induced the Roman emperors to protect the Nile's fruitful home. This same river, however, which enabled Egypt to feed Rome and Constantinople, the then two most populous cities in the world, sometimes reduced its own inhabitants to the direst extremities ; and, as it has been remarked, it is astonishing that the wise foresight which, in fruitful years, had made provision for seasons of sterility, should not have taught the wise politicians to adopt similar precautions against the contingency of the failure of the Nile. Pliny, in his eulogy on the Emperor Trajan, paints in glowing but undoubtedly exaggerated colours, not merely the extremity to which Egypt was reduced by a famine in the reign of that prince, but also the magnificent help which he rendered it. " The Egyptians," says this Latin author, '* who gloried that they needed neither sun nor rain to produce their corn, and who believed they might confidently contest the prize of plenty with the most fruitful countries of the world, were condemned to an unexpected drought and a fatal sterility, from the greater part of their territories being deserted and left unwatered by the Nile, whose inundation is the source and standard of their abun- dance. They then implored that assistance from their prince which they had been accustomed only to expect from their river. The delay of their relief was no longer than that which employed a courier to bring the melancholy news to Rome ; and one would have imagined that this misfortune had befallen them only to display with greater lustre the generosity and goodness of Caesar. It was an ancient and general opinion 2o6 Corn. that our city could not subsist without provisions drawn from Egypt. This vain and proud nation boasted that, though con- quered, they nevertheless fed their conquerors; that, by means of their river, either abundance or scarcity were entirely at their own disposal. But we have now returned the Nile his own harvests, and given him back the provisions he sent us. Let the Egyptians be, then, convinced by their own expe- rience, that they are not necessary to us, and are only our vassals. Let them know that their ships do not so much bring us the provision we stand in need of, as the tribute which they owe us. And let them never forget that we can do with- out them, but that they can never do without us. This most fruitful province had been ruined, had it not worn the Roman chains. The Egyptians, in their sovereign, found a deliverer and a father. Astonished at the sight of their granaries filled without any labour of their own, they were at a loss to know to whom they owed this foreign and gratuitous plenty. The famine of a people, though at such a distance from us, though so speedily stopped, served only to let them feel the advan- tage of living under our empire. The Nile may, in other times, have diffused more plenty in Egypt, but never more glory upon us." Despite this splendid harangue in favour of foreign despot- ism, for it was neither more nor less than that, Egypt had every reason to be proud of her productiveness in respect to corn ; and that both Rome and Constantinople well knew. It was the accusation brought against St. Athanasius, of his having threatened to impede in future the importation of corn into the latter city from Alexandria, which so greatly incensed the Emperor Constantine against him, that sovereign being well aware how much his capital had to rely upon the grain exported thither from Egypt. It has been said that an entire straw symbolized u7iion, and the breaking of a straw rupture. The antiquity of this latter emblem is traced back to a very early period, and from an event recorded by ancient French chroniclers as occurring in 922, in the reign of Charles the Simple, was evidently a cus- tomary and well-comprehended mode of procedure at that time. That monarch, defied by his most powerful vassals, and threatened by foreign foes, summoned a meeting of his Corn. 207 barons at the Champ de Mai, at Soissons. When there, his unruly chieftains, only rendered more audacious by his con- cessions and promises, boldly upbraided him for his incapacity, and vehemently declared that they would no longer submit to the government of such a king. As a token that they re- nounced their allegiance, they advanced to the foot of the throne, and angrily breaking the straws which they held, flung them on the ground, and retired ; by this act manifesting that all compacts between him and them were broken. There is a very suggestive story told of an Arab having lost his track in the desert, and, after having passed two days without food, of his having arrived at an oasis frequented by caravans. Starvation stared him in the face : he searched carefully for any vestiges of food, when, to his delight, he per- ceived a small leathern bag lying on the sand. He believed it contained flour — the staff of life. "God be praised!" he exclaimed, "I am saved!" Hastily untying the bag, he eagerly examined its contents. "Alas!" he cried, "unfortu- nate wretch that I am ! it is only gold-dust !" Tulip. (A DECLARATION OF LOVE.) THE gaudy Tulip has gathered round its vividly gay petals quite a galaxy of anecdotes, more or less reliable. It is sometimes marked in the English language of flowers as indi- cative of vanity, but more generally under its Oriental signifi- cation of a declaration of love. Its original home is presumed to be Persia, and its name is considered a corruption of the Persian word for turban, to which article of attire it bears no little similitude ; a resemblance of which Moore, more than once, has availed himself in his poem of *' Lalla Rookh." Busbeck, the Emperor of Germany's ambassador to the Sultan, in the middle of the sixteenth century, was greatly attracted by the gay colours of this flower, and on his return to his native land, carried some of the bulbs with him. They soon became great favourites with the florists. They were imported into Italy, in 1577 into England, some few years later into France, and ere long were domiciled in nearly every European climate. Beckman, in his " History of Inventions," gives an account of how, in 1634, one of the most singular manias that has ever deranged the human mind broke forth in Holland. All classes were infected with an extraordinary desire to possess rare spe- cimens of the tulip : not, indeed, in most instances, for love of the flower, but rather with a view to participate in the pe- cuniary speculations to which it gave rise. For a single bulb, which the Dutch florists had grandiloquently styled Semper Augustus, ;^400, a handsome carriage and pair of horses, with harness complete, is recorded to have been given ; it is said that ;^i,2D0 was the purchase-money of another ; while engage- ^Ii«lll,ct rlMV. Tulip. 209 ments to the amount of ;^5,ooo were entered into for a third root of a very peculiar species ! To such an extent did this mania at length extend, that one person, who had possessed an income of more than ^3,060 per annum, was reduced to poverty in a few months through speculating in these flowers. A connoisseur in these valuables, possessing a very magnificent specimen, heard that there ex- isted one of a similar kind at Haarlem. He journeyed to that city, purchased the rival blossom at an enormous outlay, and as soon as it became his, crushed it to pulp with his foot, crying out in ecstacy, "Now my tulip is unique !" Some still more ludicrous stories are related in connection with this singular mental epidemic ; for instance, one tale runs that whilst the mania was at its height, a sailor, going into a merchant's counting-house, saw a bulb which he mistook for an onion ; he popped it into his pocket, and took it off to aid him in relishing a red herring which he had got for dinner. The merchant, missing the bulb, which was that of a high- priced tulip, suspected the sailor, rushed after him, and caught him — ^just finishing his meal off the ill-flavoured onion ! The poor sailor, who for once had dined like a prince, expiated his mistake by a six months' imprisonment. Another unfortunate offender was a gentleman who called on a florist, and being shown into the conservatory, beguiled his leisure by pealing the several coats off a bulb that he found there, and by then cutting the remainder into shreds. Ere long in comes the proprietor, and to his dismay sees the frag- ments of the root, which proved to be that of a Van Eyck, then deemed one of the most precious of all tulip varieties ! In vain the unintentional criminal expostulated ; the enraged owner dragged him before a magistrate, who fined him 4,000 florins for his freak, and sent him to prison until he procured securities for the amount. To such an extent did this floral gambling spread that, it is stated, the city of Haarlem derived ten millions sterling from it during the three years that it existed. Of course the invariable panic came at last. Government was appealed to to impede its course, but in vain. Down came the aerial for- tunes with a crash, ruining hundreds of innocent people, and shaking the national credit to its very foundations. This 14 2IO Tulip. mania has been attributed to Lipsius, but he was perfectly- guiltless of the gambling portion of it, having merely proffered high prices for the best flowers. These disasters, however, have not eradicated from the minds of the Dutch their love for the tulip ; they still have d great partiality for it, and, some few years ago, Herr Van- derninck paid as much as £6/!\.o for a single bulb of a new species. The English are not free from the tulipomania: from ^5 to ;^io is no uncommon price for new and choice varieties; in 1836, at a sale of a Mr. Clarke's tulips at Croydon, ;^I00 was given for a single bulb, the " Fanny Kemble." And our tulip-fanciers are not altogether unsuspected of still experi- mentalizing for that philosopher's stone of gardening, a black tulip. The furore which the tulip had excited in Holland caused it to become a popular flower in other countries ; and under careful cultivation it multiplied so rapidly, that, in 1740, the Baden Durlach Garden at Karlsruhe contained no less than 2,159 kinds, and Count Pappenheim's gardens, at one time, more than 5,000 varieties ! There is a bulb of the tulip species in Assyria, which sleeps through the long summer drought, then wakens again to life, and prematurely puts forth blossoms when the early rains of October invigorate the soil ; but, like too many earthly an- ticipations, the flower is smitten by the snow or blasted by the wintry winds, and seems to perish ; by-and-bye, however, spring resumes its sunny reign, and these blooms once more make their appearance, with all that vivid beauty of colour, and those variety of forms, which are so glowingly depicted on the canvas or described in the pages of Eastern poets. -^^^ #^ Sycamore. (CURIOSITY.) THIS tree is frequently mentioned in Scriptural story, and has, indeed, been made the emblem of curiosity from an incident related in the New Testament. Amongst the crowd which witnessed the triumphal entry of Christ into Jerusalem was a publican named Zaccheus ; and he, in order to obtain a better view of the Messiah, climbed up into a sycamore which stood by the way. The Scriptural sycamore is a large tree resembling the mul- berry in its leaf and the fig in its fruit ; hence it is presumed its name (from two Greek words) is derived : sycos^ a fig-tree, and moros, a mulberry-tree. It is a wide-spreading tree — attains a considerable height, and exhibits a trunk of large dimensions. To the ancients it was known as '' the wisest of trees," because it buds late in the spring, and thus avoids the nipping frost. In former ages its fruit appears to have constituted an im- portant item of the diet of the Egyptians ; and, even now-a- days, travellers inform us that in some parts of Egypt it is a common article of food with the people, who are said to think themselves well off when they have a piece of bread, a couple of sycamore figs, and a pitcher filled with water from the Nile. It is good evidence in behalf of the value which these trees bore in the eyes of the Egyptians that the Psalmist, when recording the plagues wherewith the Lord visited that people, says, " He destroyed their sycamore-trees with frost." It is probable that these trees were carefully cultivated in Canaan from a very remote age. The prophet Amos is de- scribed as " a gatherer of sycamore fruit," — that is, he was a dresser of sycamore-trees. In David's reign, it is stated that an officer was appointed to tend " the olive-trees and the syca- more-trees that were in the low plains." 14—2 212 Sycamore. In an anonymous but meritorious volume, entitled "Verses by a Poor Man," there is a pretty poem about trees, and the emblem of curiosity is thus introduced : ** I love the shady sycamore, With its leaves so large and round, That lie, in dull November hours, Thick spotted on the ground. " " The shady sycamore," with its large and spreading branches bedecked with their always-green foliage, affords a pleasant retreat from the sun, so that it is commonly planted, by the inhabitants of Egypt and Palestine, along the roadside, and in the immediate vicinity of towns and villages, where it may- often be seen stretching its arms over the houses, screening the fainting inhabitants from the glowing heat of summer. The wood of this tree, notwithstanding its coarse-grained and spongy appearance, is said to be very durable — an opinion probably derived from the fact that the coffins in which the ancient Egyptian mummies are discovered are made of syca- more. Bruce affirms that some of this wood, which he buried in his garden, perished in four years : it has, therefore, been conjectured, and with much likelihood, that the preservation of the mummy-chests arises either from a particular prepara- tion, or else from the dryness of the climate and the sandy soil of Egypt. This tree requires much attention in order to render its fruit edible, and this fruit whilst growing undergoes divers opera- tions, for, if left to itself, it would become exceedingly bitter. Hollyhock. (AMBITION.) "The faUen hollyhock." Ebenezer Elliott. THE emblem of that crime by which Wolsey tells us the angels fell is the tall and stately Hollyhock. A few years ago it was often designated the " garden mallow," and, indeed, belongs to the mallow family. From the fact that it is known in France as Rose d' outre Mer^ or "rose from beyond the sea," it has been surmised that it was first introduced into Europe from Syria by the Crusaders. Sometimes it is styled the " China rose," because large numbers of roots have been im- ported from that country, with whose inhabitants its showy bloomage makes it a great favourite. In some parts of France this symbol of ambition is used to show the divisions of gardens and vineyards, in the same way that privet is in England. Phillips, in his " Flora Historica," strongly recommends that it be thus employed here, and in- dulges in the prophecy that some day " the hollyhock will be planted in the hedges of our fields, and the whole appearance of the country be much improved by relieving the uniformity of fences. Considerable benefit," he adds, "would at the same time be received by those cottagers who have the prudence to give attention to the hive, since the late season at which the hollyhock flowers gives the bees an opportunity to make a second season for collecting their sweets." The blossom is said to furnish a very large quantity of bee honey — a fact which did not escape Horace Smith's poet eye : ** And from the nectaries of hollyhocks The humble bee, e'en till he faints, will sip." These proud towering flowers supply many other valuable requisites besides the storing of hives, but their economic uses 2 J 4 Hollyhock. cannot be discussed here : what is not apart from our plan, however, is reference to their showy splendour — a splendour that is doubly prized because it does not " put forth such blaze of beauty as translates to dullest hearts its dialect of pride," until full-hearted summer has carried off all her other floral favourites. Then does the stately stem of the hollyhock shoot up above the fading and faded blossoms, and bedecks itself with gallant bouquets of roses — roses of every tint and every hue, from the palest blush to the deepest crimson, from flaky white to the deepest orange; and, sometimes bursting forth purplish black, or glossy brown, looks, as Jean Ingelow poeti- cally asserts, ** Queen hollyhock, with butterflies for crowns." The author of the " Poetry of Gardening " thinks that for ornamenting lawns there is nothing to surpass the old-fashioned hollyhock. " This," he remarks, " is the only landscape flower we possess — the only one, that is, whose forms and colours tell in the distance ; and so picturesque is it, that perhaps no artist ever attempted to draw a garden without introducing it, whether it was really there or not. By far the finest effect," adds this writer, "that combined art and nature ever produced in garden- ing, were those fine masses of many-coloured hollyhocks clus- tered round a weather-tinted vase, such as Sir Joshua delighted to place in the wings of his pictures. And what more magnifi- cent than a long avenue of these floral giants, backed by a dark thick hedge of old-fashioned yew } Such an avenue," remarks the same author, " was once to be seen in the fulness of its autumn splendour in a garden of a deep lawyer, at Granton, near Edinburgh. It was," he concludes, " the most gorgeous mass of colouring we ever beheld ! " This essayist, who manifests a great partiality for the pomp- ous flower, elsewhere depicts " a vase of large dimensions and bolder sculpture, backed by the heads of a mass of crimson, rose, and straw-coloured hollyhocks that spring up from the bank below," as a triumph of poetical gardening. Lotus. (ELOQUENCE.) '^The lotus-flower, whose leaves I now Kiss silently, Far more than words can tell thee, how I worship thee ! " Moore. OF the various flowers dedicated to religious purposes by the nations of antiquity, none occupy a more promi- nent position than the Lotus, a species of water-hly. Its sacred blossom was deemed emblematical of mystery by the symbol worshippers of China, India, and Egypt, and, as a natural consequence, was frequently used for architectural adornment by their priests, who always found it advantageous to enshroud the performance of their religious rites under an impenetrable veil of symbolism and secrecy. The Egyptians moreover consecrated the flower of the lotus to the sun, their God of Eloquence, and represented the dawn of day by a youth seated upon its blossom. Herodotus and Theophrastus bear testimony to the high antiquity of the Egyptian reverence for this lily, and M. Savary assures us that, even at the present day, the degenerate races dwelling upon the banks of the Nile are still animated by the same feelings of worship and venera- tion towards it. It is also revered at the present time in Hin- dostan, Thibet, and Nepaul, where they believe that in its sacred bosom Brahma was born. The Indian Lotus is famous for its roseate colour, for its powerful fragrance, and because it is in its blossom, which is somewhat larger than the English water-lily, that the Hin- doos feign their Cupid Manmadin, whom the\' picture pinioned with flowers, was first seen floating down the sacred Ganges. 210 Lotus. Poor L. E. L. founded one of her passionate lyrics on this fable. She represented the youthful deity as "Seated on a lotus-flower, Gathered in a summer hour ; * * * *^ * Grasping in his infant hand Arrows in their silken band, Each made of a signal flower. Emblem of its varied power." This lily is thus introduced in the " Sacontala," in reference to the art of palmistry, or chirognomy, as practised by the Brahmin priesthood. " What ! " exclaims a predictive Brah- min, "the very palm of his hand bears the mark of empire, and while he thus eagerly extends it, shows its lines of exqui- site network, and grows like a lotus expanded at early dawn, when the ruddy splendour of its petals hides all other tints in obscurity." The use of the lotus' elegant form in decorative architec- ture was spoken of above, and one of our authorities thus confirms the fact : '* This is the sublime, the hallowed symbol that eternally occurs in Oriental mythology ; and, in truth, not without substantial reason, for it is itself a lovely prodigy : it contains a treasure of physical instruction, and affords to the enraptured botanist exhaustless matter of amusement and contemplation. No wonder, then, that the philosophizing sons of Mizraim adorned their majestic structures with the spread- ing tendrils of this vegetable, and made the ample-extending vase that crowns its lofty stem the capital of the most beau- tiful columns." The sacred images of the Indians, Japanese, and Tartars are almost invariably represented as seated upon the leaves of the lotus, as is also the Chinese deity, Puzza. The Egyptian divinity Osiris is likewise portrayed with his head decorated with this sacred flower ; indeed, the same symbol is found recurring in every part of the Northern hemi- sphere to which symbolic religion has penetrated. The courtiers of the Emperor Adrian endeavoured to per- suade him that his deceased favourite Antinous had been metamorphosed into a lotus ; but the Roman sovereign, who erected a temple to his youthful friend's memory, wished it to Lotus. 217 be believed that he had been changed into a constellation. Naturalists have differed greatly respecting the nature of the ancient Egyptian lotus, some even asserting that it was a thorny shrub, and others saying that it was only a man's name; but the evidence of several writers of antiquity is so precise, that there cannot be the slightest doubt of its lily origin. It is described by Herodotus as " the water-lily, that grows in the inundated lands of Egypt. The seed of this flower, which resembles that of the poppy, they bake and make into a kind of bread. They also use the root of this plant, which is round, of an agreeable flavour, and about the size of an apple." Theophrastus describes it in similar terms in his " History of Plants," as also does Pliny. It was formerly styled the " Lily of the Nile," from its growing in abundance on the banks and about the marshes which formed the delta of that river. It is the Nymphcea lotus of Linnaeus ; is a stately and ma- jestic plant, rising above the surface of the water at sunrise ; folding its petals and sinking beneath it at sunset. It has a calyx like that of a large tulip, and difi"uses an odour similar to that of the lily. A writer of an erudite article on " Floral Symbols," which appeared in " Eliza Cook's Journal," and to which we are in- debted for several valuable allusions, suggested that '* the wonderful physical peculiarities in the growth of this plant rendered it an appropriate symbol of a worship of the most degrading and immoral character." Alas ! that man should so far divert these lovely " floral apostles " from their intended typifying purposes of love and innocence, and thus cause them to ** Weep without woe, and blush without a crime ! " In Japan, however, the lotus is typical of purity, and is, with the flower of the motherwort, borne aloft in vases at funeral processions. Moore, in a note to " Lalla Rookh," respecting little looking- glasses which certain Asiatic maidens wear upon their thumbs, remarks that the lotus is the emblem of beauty ; but the lines which he adduces in confirmation of this idea serve better to illustrate the symbolism of silent eloquence. Two lovers are supposed to be holding mute intercourse before their parents : 2i8 Lotus. "He with salute of deference due, A lotus to his forehead prest ; She raised her mirror to his view, Then turned it inward to her breast." Moore also alludes to the poetical legends of the Hindoo youthful God of Love being first seen " seated on a lotus- flower." He tells us of Selim, that "He little knew how well the boy Can float upon a river's streams, Lighting them with his smile of joy ; As bards have seen him in their dreams Down the blue Ganges, laughing, glide Upon a rosy lotus wreath, Catching new lustre from the tide That with his image shone beneath." The floral home of this flower, consecrated in India to love, is thus spoken of by one well acquainted with the Ganges and its banks : " The rich and luxuriant clusters of the lotus float in quick succession upon the silvery current. Nor is it the sacred lotus alone which embellishes the wavelets of the Ganges : large white, yellow, and scarlet flowers pay an equal tribute ; and the prows of the numerous native vessels navigating the stream are garlanded by long wreaths of the most brilliant daughters of the parterre. India may be called a Paradise of flowers : the most beautiful lilies grow spontaneously upon the sandy shores of the rivers, and from every projecting cliff some shrub dips its flowers in the wave below." Jayadeva alludes to the blue lotus when he sings, "Whose wanton eyes resemble blue water-lilies agitated by the breeze;" and Moore follows up the simile thus : ** His breath is the soul of flowers like these, And his floating eyes — oh ! they resemble Blue water-lilies, when the breeze Is making the stream around them tremble." Poor Edgar Poe did not omit to notice Love's floral cradle, and in his most musical, most melancholy rhyme, sang of "The nelumbo-bud that floats for ever "With Indian Cupid down the holy river." And, in his beautiful Paradise, " Al Aaraaf," places the Lotus. 219 "Valisnerian lotus, thither flown From struggling with the waters of the Rhone ; " remarking in a foot-note, that "there is found in the Rhone a Hiy of the VaHsnerian kind. Its stem will stretch to the length of three or four feet, thus preserving its head above water in the swellings of the river ; and further, it is said to sink quite below the surface during the night." An opportunity of embalming this wonderful record of Nature in his flowing verse is thus taken by Moore : *' Those virgin lilies, all the night Bathing their beauties in the lake. That they may rise more fresh and bright When their beloved sun's awake/' Juniper. (PROTECTION.) THIS plant became the emblem oi protection, from the cir- cumstance of the prophet Elijah having been sheltered from the persecutions of King Ahab by a juniper of the mountains. Says the Psalmist, " Thou hast been a shelter for me, and a strong tower from the enemy." The Italian name for the juniper is Gmebro, which Ariosto, by the licence usually permitted to poets, assumed to be a con- vertible term with Ginevra, the name of his ladye-love ; and accordingly, in his Seventh Sonnet, he found occasion to im- mortalize her memory under a floral fancy, as did his great compatriot Petrarch, when coupling the name of his adored Laura with the laurel — that "Petrarch pale," whom Mrs. Browning has so gloriously sculpt in that magnificent Pan- theon, " The Vision of Poets," as he " Who from his brain-Ht heart hath thrown A thousand thoughts beneath the sun, Each perfumed with the name of ONE. "Tasso, bard and lover, Whose visions were too thin to cover The face of a false woman over, " determined to follow in the footsteps of his illustrious country- man, has also left us two sonnets adapted to a similar purpose. Noble emblem this with which to cheer the heart of our best beloved ! this symbol of the protection which they may find in the security of our love — that asylum from the cruel wrongs of a careless world. How beautifully has Moore, in one of his melodies, expressed this sentiment ! a sentiment which em- bodies the wild, passionate, unselfish ardour of love — of love pure and uncontaminated with the taint of earth : ** Come, rest in my bosom, my own stricken deer : Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here ; Here still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. JtJNIPER. 221 " Oh ! what was love made for, if 't is not the same Through joy and through torment, through glory and shame? I know not, I ask not if guilt 's in that heart, I but know that I love thee, whatever thou art. ** Thou hast called me thy angel in moments of bliss, And thy angel I '11 be 'mid the horrors of this ; Through the furnace unshrinking thy steps to pursue, And shield thee and save thee — or perish there too !" Such is the love which woman gives to man — Heaven grant it be rewarded ! In the '* Decameron " of Boccaccio, there is a passage in- tended to illustrate the particularly magnificent manner in which his heroes and heroines passed their voluntary exile in a country retreat ; and not the least sign of their grandeur was the fact of their having the room where they met strewed with flowers of the juniper ; for, in those " good old days," as they are so absurdly styled, even when Elizabeth was queen, carpets were a luxury unknown in the mansions of the richest in the land, and folks had no better covering for their floors than dried leaves and rushes. Brooks, in his travels in Norway and Sweden, informs us that the custom of strewing the floors with juniper in lieu of carpets is still general in those countries. In one part of his travels in Norway, he remarks, "On entering my little chamber, I was agreeably surprised to find everything exceedingly neat and clean. The floor was strewed, as is the custom, with tops of the juniper, which diflused a delightful fragrance around, in the most agreeable manner inviting sleep." Virgil, as rendered by Dryden, represents the shelter of the juniper as anything but desirable : ' ' Now let us rise, for hoarseness oft invades The singer's voice who sings beneath the shades : From juniper unwholesome dews distil." This ominous character of its shade is further corroborated by old Fairfax, in his translation of Tasso's " Jerusalem Delivered," — although, singular to relate, the original ofiers nothing to warrant the aspersion : "Sweet juniper, whose shadow hurted sore." Camellia Japonica. (SUPREME LOVELINESS.) EVERYBODY will willingly acknowledge the Camellia, or Rose of Japan, to be one of the most lovely floral beauties ever introduced into this country; but, alas! despite its supreme loveliness, this flower, unlike its European rival queen, the rose, has no fragrance ! This beautiful blossom, deemed in the poetical Blumen- spracke, or language of flowers of our Teutonic cousins, as expressing Thou art tny heart's sovereign, was first introduced into Europe in 1639, and derives its name from a Jesuit monk, Joseph Kamel, or, as it is generally Latinized into, Camellus. It has been justly observed, that had this superb bloom been Greek, Italian, or English, there would have been a great deal said of it by our poets ; and doubtless it does figure largely in the poetry of Japan. Unfortunately for our quotations, but perhaps fortunately for their own comfort, the Japanese have hitherto preserved most of their good things to themselves, and so, for the present, can live unscathed by the fire of European criticism. Did Jean Ingelow have these magnificent floral pets in her poet mind when she sang : ** These are buds that fold within them, Closed and covered from our sight, Many a richly-tinted petal, Never looked on by the light "? And did this same gifted poetess mean that it was the richly- tinted petals of these stars of evening, which uttered their " songs without words " to some admired human flower, at those intoxicating hours when a sound of revelry was faintly heard floating out of the heavily-scented ball-room into the still more fragrant silence of the conservatory? — Camellia Japonic a. 223 " And that they whose lips do utter Language such as bards have sung, Though their speech shall be to many As an unknown tongue." Let not, O fair maiden ! the presentation of one of these bright blossoms be to you incomprehensible; do not let the donor of such a complimentary gift deem that he is addressing you in an unknown tongue. Every one, indeed, should be able to interpret the symbolism of these lovely flowers, which, as Mrs. Sigourney says, ** Put forth such blaze of beauty as translates To dullest hearts their dialect of love." P O L Y ANT H US. (CONFIDENCE.) THE Polyanthus is twin-sister to the Auricula, and both of them belong to the primrose clan. The former is the hardier, but less admired, of the twain, and will survive the coldest and wettest seasons. Like all the plants of its genus, it is an early blower, being one of the first flowers that welcome in the spring. "The polyanthus of unnumbered dyes," as Thomson calls it in his " Seasons," is asserted to be merely a variety of the field-primrose, produced by the skill of the gardener. It was known, however, to the ancients by the name of " Paralisos," and was believed to have sprung from the ashes of a youth of that name, who pined to death for the loss of Melicerta, who, to escape the mad fury of Anthamas, King of Thebes, plunged into the sea and was drowned. The Auricula, significant of a whisper, was formerly known to botanists as Auricula tirsi, or "bear's ear," from the shape of its leaves : it was also formerly spoken of as "mountain cow- slip." Perhaps there is no flower that has received more tender care from cultivators than the auricula : they have waited upon and watched over it like a mother over her infant ; and won- derful are the effects education has produced upon it. In its original state it is either yellow or white, and the skill of the florist has brought it to its present rich hues of brown or purple, sometimes edged with green or centred with gold. Thomson talks of ** Auriculas, enrich'd With shining meal o'er all their velvet leaves," The author of " Flora Domestica " states that this plant has Polyanthus. 225 a singular propensity for meat, and that a good part of its bloom is actually owing, like an alderman's, to this consumption of flesh. Juicy pieces of meat are placed about the root, so that it may in some measure be said to live on blood. This undoubtedly lessens its charms in some eyes — its florid aspect somehow becomes unnatural ; and the " shining meal," with which Thomson says it is "enriched," being no longer asso- ciated with vegetation, makes it look like a baker covered with flour, and just come out from a dinner in his hot oven. Keats evidently describes either the polyanthus or auricula in this passage of '' Endymion : " ** Oft have I brought thee flowers, on their stalks set Like vestal primroses, but dark velvet Edges them round, and they have golden pits." H O LL Y. (FORESIGHT.) " I, in this wisdom of the holly- tree can emblems see." SOUTHEY. IF ever any production of nature testified to the superin- tending care of a Supreme Being, it is the Holly ; that evergreen bush which " outdares cold winter's ire," and with its shining green foliage and brilliant red berries, forms such a cheerful contrast with the general lifelessness of the British landscape in winter. In frost, in snow, in sun or rain, its glossy leaves are ever seen beaming brightly, inspiriting dreary hearts to renewed hopes and exertions. This tree, apart from its slow growth, is admirable for the formation of hedges. As soon as it attains any size, it con- stitutes an impenetrable fence against all kinds of intruders, animal or human. Its leaves are a favourite food with some creatures, but the sharp prickles with which those on the lower branches are provided repel all depredators : it is strange to observe that the leaves upon the upper portion of the tree, and which are out of the reach of assailants, dispense with their thorns, and, as if conscious of their security, grow per- fectly smooth. This remarkable adaptation of nature to the law of self-preservation is noticed by Southey, in his address to the holly-tree, a simple poem that will be read and admired long after all his ponderous epics have been consigned to obli- vion : " O reader ! hast thou ever stood to see The holly-tree The eye that contemplates it well perceives Its glossy leaves Ordered by an Intelligence so wise, As might confound tJie atheist's sophistries. ^^ '"V,rfk. ^ >• K \ Holly. 227 ** Below a circling fence its leaves are seen Wrinkled and keen ; No grazing cattle through their prickly round Can reach to wound ; But as they grow where nothing is to fear, Smooth and unarmed the pointless leaves appear. ** I love to view these things with curious eyes, And moralize ; And in this wisdom of the holly-tree Can emblems see Wherewith perchance to make a pleasant rhyme, One which may profit in the after-time. T^ "ir -fr "it -)v -It TT ** And as when all the Summer trees are seen So bright and green. The holly-leaves their fadeless hues display Less bright than they ; But when the bare and wintry woods we see, What then so cheerful as the holly-tree ? ** So serious should my youth appear among The thoughtless throng; So would I seem among the young and gay More grave than they ; That in my age as cheerful I might be As the green winter of the holly-ti^ee." Of the various evergreens which the Enghsh use at Christ- mas for decorating their houses and churches, none is such a favourite, and is deemed so throughly emblematic of that fes- tive season, as the much-admired holly. Like all widely-spread customs, the practice of decking places with evergreens appears to be a relic of considerable antiquity, and one that evidently symbolized far more than it does now-a-days. As with so many of our emblematic plants, the races of antiquity ascribed several wonderful properties to the holly-tree: the disciples of Zoroaster, the fire -worshippers, believed that the sun never shadowed it ; and the followers of that philosopher still re- maining in Persia and India, are said to throw water impreg- nated with holly-bark in the face of a new-born child. During the great festival of the Saturnalia, which occurred about the period of the present Christmas, it was customary among the Romans to send holly-boughs to their friends, as typical of their good wishes. Pliny states that branches of this tree defend houses from lightning, and men from witch- craft. The early Roman Christians, despite the interdiction 15 — 3 2 28 Holly. , of their priests, appear to have used the holly in ornamenting their churches at Christmas, and undoubtedly this custom, which they derived from heathen nations, they have trans- mitted to their descendants. The earliest English record of this pleasant practice is supposed to be found in a carol in praise of holly, written in the time of Henry VI., and beginning with this stanza : " Nay, ivy, nay, it shall not be, I wys; Let holly hafe the mastry, as the maner is. Holly stand in the halle, fayre to behold ; Ivy stand without the dore; she is full sore a-cold." In some of the southern portions of the United States the leaves of the holly-bush are used as a substitute for tea. The American Indians are said to regard them as a panacea ; and at certain seasons of the year they hasten in large numbers to the sea-coast, where the bush flourishes best. Making a fire on the ground, and suspending a cauldron of water above it, they throw a great quantity of these leaves into the vessel, a,id then, sitting in a circle round the fire, they begin to imbibe large draughts of the liquid, which is served out in a wooden bowl : very shortly this produces vomiting. For two or three days the process is repeated, and then, every one carrying a bundle of the leaves away with him, they return home. **This plant," says Miller, writing some years ago, "is sup- posed to be the same as that which grows in Paraguay, where the Jesuits make a great revenue of the leaves, an account of which is given by M. Frezier." Evelyn in his garden at Sayes Court had a magnificent hedge of holly, which he glowingly described as " at any time of the year glittering with its armed and varnished leaves ; the taller standards, at orderly distances, blushing with their natural coral. It mocks," he added, " the rude assaults of the weather, beasts, or hedge-breaker ;" but, alas for human fore- sight ! — the impregnable hedge could not resist a sovereign's folly. The Czar, Peter the Great, during his stay in England, having taken up his residence at Mr. Evelyn's house in order to be near the Deptford dockyard, is recorded to have en- joyed the puerile amusement of being wheeled in a barrow through the dense holly hedges which had afi"orded their owner so much innocent pride. Under such onslaughts the gardens Holly. 229 as may be readily imagined, and as poor Evelyn pathetically observes, were ruined. It is stated that in some parts of the country there is a sin- gular custom of beating the feet, when afflicted with chilblains, with a branch of holly, from some lingering superstitious idea of its curative powers. It is to be hoped that the upper or thornless portion of the tree is used, otherwise, as our au- thority naively observes, the castigation is little likely to pro- duce any other effect than that of irritating a part already too much inflamed and susceptible. Apart from its beauty, and the pleasurable feelings it en- genders by decking the wintry prospect with its lively-hued foliage and brilliant scarlet berries, the holly has other asso- ciations which render it, in England at least, the most beloved of all plants. Neither the luxuriant rose or the modest violet produces such tender feelings in the Briton's heart. How many happy memories^, how many gentle feelings, will the sight of a sprig of this beloved plant excite ! What an ever- susceptible chord of human sympathy will a vision of this bright holly cause to vibrate, even in hearts long silent to such music ! Long, long may Christmas, crowned with this em- blem of its vitality, knit in bonds of loving brotherhood man to fellow-man ! and long let us behold, with Gay, ** Christmas, the joyous period of the year ! Now with bright holly all the temples strow, With laurel green and sacred mistletoe." In "Poor Robin's Almanack" for 1695, the custom of de- corating dwellings with evergreens is quaintly introduced : " With holly and ivy, "With bays and rosemary, So green and so gay, And laurel complete ; We deck up our houses And every one now As fresh as the day ; Is a king in conceit. " But there is an English poet to whom we may always turn for a Christmas wreath, a poet who is never a-weary of sing- ing the joys — real and ideal — of that transitory epoch in the tedious years — those bright oases, in what to so many are deserts of time, when it does indeed appear as if "peace and goodwill towards all men" is the general feeling in Christian nations. And that poet is — need it be said ? — Eliza Cook. Hark how she carols of the Christmas holly : 230 Holly. "The holly ! the holly ! oh, twine it with the bay — Come, give the holly a song ; For it helps to drive stern Winter away, With his garments so sombre and long. It peeps through the trees Math its berries of red, And its leaves of burnish'd green. When the flowers and fruits have long been dead, Aiid not even the daisy is seen. Then sing to the holly, the Christmas holly, That hangs over peasant and king ; While we laugh and carouse 'neath its glittering boughs, To the Christmas holly we '11 sing. **The gale may whistle, and frost may come To fetter the gurgling rill ; The woods may be bare and the warblers dumb — But the holly is beautiful still. In the revel and light of princely halls The bright holly-branch is found ; And its shadow falls on the lowliest — falls While the brimming horn goes round. Then drink to the holly, &c. "The ivy lives long, but its home must be Where graves and ruins are spread ; There 's beauty about the cypress-tree. But it flourishes near the dead ; The laurel the warrior's brow may wreathe. But it tells of tears and blood. I sing the holly — and who can breathe Aught of that that is not good ? Then sing to the holly, -^ («h)V<>e) The Crown Imperial. (POWER.) "This lily's height bespeaks command, A fair, imperial flower ; She seems designed for Flora's hand, The sceptre of her power." Anon. THIS stately scion of the lily family is significant oi power. The flowers are formed by a circle of tulip-shaped corollas turned downwards, which have the appearance of so many gay bells, the stigma answering for the clapper ; the whole is crowned by a coma or tuft of green leaves, which gives to it a singular and agreeable effect. Each of the bells contains some drops of water, which adhere to the bottom of the corolla till it withers. The French, who seem to pay delicate compliments by instinct, have the following pretty little story appertaining to florigraphy, in which this superb blossom plays a prominent part : The Duke de Montausier was married to Mademoiselle de Rambouillet on New Year's Day, 1634, and on the morning of the bridal the duke placed upon the bride's dressing-table a magnificently-bound book, on the vellum leaves of which were painted from nature, by the most eminent native artists, a series of all the most beautiful European flowers. Appro- priate verses for each bloom were written by famous French poets, and elaborately emblazoned on their respective pages. The chief poem in the collection was contributed by Chapelain, who chose the Crown Imperial Lily for his theme, representing it as having sprung from the blood of Gustavus Adolphus when he fell mortally wounded on the field of Liitzen. This was intended more as a compliment to the bride than to the Swedish hero, of whose character the lady was an intense ad- mirer. This splendid wedding gift, which was named after its fair recipient, "Julia's Garland," is said to have been sold at the disposal of the Duke de la VaiUiere's effects in 1784, to an Englishman, for upwards of ;^6oo. A very rare member of this imperial family grows wild in Britain. It is sometimes called the Mourning Widow. Mignonette. (YOUR QUALITIES SURPASS YOUR CHARMS.) THE Mignonette^ the " little darling" of our French neigh- bours, has an extremely appropriate signification in floral caligraphy, viz., yoicr qualities sicrpass your charms ; but as it is very dubious as to how many of Eve's fair daughters would now-a-days care to have so double-faced a compliment paid them, it behoves all young wouid-be Benedicts to be wary how, and to whom, they present the flowerling. Said to have been introduced into England from Egypt little more than a century ago, it has fraternized so well with our climate that it may now be seen in every nook and corner of the land, and is discovered scattering fragrance and floral re- miniscences in the dirtiest of our alleys and the dingiest of our city courts. "Bland, fragant flower ! from morn till eve " The artisan in attic pent, That scents the Summer day The weaver at his loom, To many a home, which but for thee The captive in his prison cell. No flower would e'er survey. Each hail and bless thy bloom." A celebrated gardener, speaking of this flower, and of the delightful odour which it diffuses, states that " as it grows more readily in pots, its fragrance may be conveyed into the house. Its perfume — though not so refreshing, perhaps, as that of the sweetbriar — is not apt to ofl"end the most delicate olfactories." Offend, indeed ! one would think not ! Why, the great Lin- naeus himself compared its fragrance to the scent of heavenly ambrosia 1 As for growing it in pots, people are not contented with that, and it is more frequently seen cradled in the sun's golden light in boxes occupying the whole length of the window : *< The sashes fronted with a range Of the fragrant weed, The Frenchman's darling ; " or, as that gallant nation, more courteous than Cowper, the author of those words, frequently name it, the " love flower." Ah ! 't was not given to every poet " to win the secret of a weed's plain heart," as Lowell sweetly sings. Ash. (GRANDEUR.) "All know that in the woods the ash reigns queen, In graceful beauty soaring to the sky." Garcilasso. OF all known trees, the As/i is most noted for its manifold mythological and classic associations in non-botanical works ; and in its legendary connections, it is so frequently confounded with the mountain-ash, or rowan-tree, that, de- spite their not being in any way related, their merits must be here taken in conjunction. In the Scandinavian " Edda " this tree fills a very important post : it is therein stated that the Court of the Gods is held under a mighty ash, the summit of which reaches the heavens, the branches overshadow the whole earth, and the roots pene- trate to the infernal regions. Upon the summit of this Norse " cloud-tree," perches an eagle, overlooking and observant of all creation ; to this exalted bird a squirrel is continually ascending in order to acquaint it with such things as may have escaped its notice. Round its mighty trunk are twined serpents ; and from its roots issue two fountains, in one of which is concealed wisdom, and in the other, a knowledge of futurity. Three attendant maidens are constantly sprinkling the leaves of this tree with water from the mystic fountains, and this water, falling to the earth in the shape of dew, pro- duces honey. This marvellous old allegory boasts of impenetrable an- tiquity, and writers trace its origin back into the misty times of the somewhat mythical Aryan race. According to the Norse tradition, it was out of the wood of the ash that man was first formed ; and it is another curious proof in behalf of the common origin of all literatures, both Ash. 281 sacred and secular, that we find similar fables existing amongst the Greeks. Hesiod deduces his brazen race of men from the ash, the tree generally deemed by his countrymen an image of the clouds and the mother of men. It is considered that the Christmas-tree of the Germans, recently imported into this country, originated in this myth- ical ash. The knowledge that the Druids evinced a great veneration for the mountain-ash is almost sufficient explanation of the many superstitious observances with which it is still connected in Great Britain, there being little doubt that the chief portion of such rustic ceremonies are only the remnants of Druidic customs. It has been observed that a stump of this tree is often discovered within or near the circle of a Druid temple, whose rites were formerly practised beneath its sacred shade. Lightfoot remarks that in these Druidic circles in North Britain, this tree is discovered more frequently than any other, and that, even now, pieces of it are carried about by supersti- tious people in the belief that it will preserve them from the powers of witchcraft. The same writer also remarks that in many parts of the Highlands of Scotland, when a child is born, the nurse inserts one end of a green stick of this tree into the fire, and while it is burning, gathers in a spoon the juice which oozes forth at the other end, and administers it to the new- born infant as its first spoonful of food. Ancient writers of many lands allude to the supposed respect or dread entertained by serpents for the ash. Pliny states that if a serpent be partially surrounded by a fire, and partly by ashen twigs, it will prefer to run through the fire to passing over the pieces of ash. Respecting this fallacy, Culpepper says that " the contrary to which is the truth, as both my eyes are witness." Evelyn also takes trouble to contradict the marvel, stating that it " is an old imposture of Pliny's, who either took it up upon trust, or we mistake the tree." Cowley, in his poem on " Plants," amongst other prodigies alludes to this : « But that which gave more wonder than the rest, Within an ash, a serpent built her nest, And laid her eggs ; when once to come beneath The very shadow of an ash was death : Rather, if chance should force, she through the fire From its fallen leaves, so baneful, would retire;" 282 A SB. And, as his authority, the poet adds : "For truth hereof, take Pliny's word," — a thing, however, which few who know the extent of that gentleman's veracity would feel inclined to do. Sannazaro says, " Serpents always avoid the shade of the ash ; so that if a fire and a serpent be placed within a circle of ash-leaves, the serpent, to avoid the ash, will even run into the midst of the fire." In days of yore the wood of this tree was used for spears. The lance with which Achilles killed Hector was of ash, by which circumstance, Rapin and others considered that the tree became ennobled. ** The ash for nothing ill," as Spenser says, also furnished Cupid with wood for his arrows, before he learnt to use the more fatal cypress. Many curious figures are said to have been discovered in the wood of the ash. A gentleman in Oxfordshire was said to possess a dining-table made of this wood, representing figures of men, beasts, and fish ; and in Holland, an ash being cleft, discovered the forms of a chalice, a priest's alb, his stole, and several other pontifical vestments. Evelyn mentions that in some parts of England the country people split young ashes, and pass children through the open- ing, in the belief that it will cure their disorder ; and the Rev. W. Bree, some few years ago related an instance, within his personal knowledge, of the strange superstition having been recently practised in Warwickshire. Miss Kent speaks of another extraordinary custom that rustics have : they bore a hole in an ash-tree, and imprison a shrew-mouse in it ; a few strokes given with a branch of that tree is then deemed a sovereign remedy for cramps and lame- ness in cattle, which the harmless little animal is ignorantly supposed to cause. Evelyn says the ash was reputed so sacred in Wales, that there was not a churchyard in his time that did not contain one, and that on a certain day in the year every person wore a cross made of the wood. "It is reputed," he says, "to be preservative against fascination and evil spirits, whence, per- Ash. 283 haps, we call it ' witchen ; ' the boughs being stuck about the door, or used for walking-staves." Dr. Hunter, in his notes upon Evelyn, says : " In former times this tree was supposed to be possessed of the property of driving away witches and evil spirits, and this property is recorded in one of the stanzas of a very ancient song, called the ' Laidley Worm of Spindlestone Heughs : ' *' ' Their spells were vain; the hags return'd To the queen, in sorrowful mood, Crying that witches have no power \Yliere there is roan-tree wood.' '' Wallflower. (FIDELITY IN MISFORTUNE.) A COMMON garden blossom, that seldom receives all the attention it is worthy of, is the Wallflower, symbolical oi fidelity in misfortime. It was a great favourite in the middle ages, when troubadours and minstrels wore it to emblemize the unchangeableness of their affection. Wallflowers belong to the Stock family; and by far the finest is the common one, which Thomson, in his " Seasons," describes as " The yellow wallflower, strained with iron brown." Its colours are extremely rich, and its odour most delightful: it is a native of Switzerland, France, and Spain, as well as of our native land. " It is," says Mr. Martyn, " one of the few flowers which have been cultivated for their fragrancy time immemo- rial in our gardens." But few modern poets have proved their regard for this too- much neglected, sweet-smelling flower. Bernard Barton tells " An emblem true thou art, Of love's enduring lustre, given To cheer a lonely heart. " And elsewhere this poet sings of this flower: *' To me it speaks of loveliness, That passes not with youth, Of beauty which decay can bless. Of constancy and truth. Notably amid the poets who have delighted to do it honour stands Moir {" Delta "), some of his brightest verses being ad- dressed to But, in adversity's dark hour. When glory is gone by. It then exerts its gentle power The scene to beautify." The wallflower, the wallflower ! How beautiful it blooms ! It gleams above the ruined tower, Like sunlight over tombs ; « « « « • It sheds a halo of repose Around the wrecks of time; To beauty give the flaunting rose- The wallflower is sublime. Wallfloiver. 285 *' Sweet wallflower, sweet wallflower ! Thou conjurest up to me Full many a soft and sunny hour Of boyhood's thoughtless glee ; When joy from out the daisies grew In woodland pastures green, And Summer skies were far more blue Than since they e'er have been. Now Autumn's pensive voice is heard Amid the yellow bowers ; The robin is the regal bird, And thou the queen of flowers ! He sings on the laburnum-trees, Amid the twilight dim. And Araby ne'er gave the breeze Such scents as thou to him. ** Rich is the pink, the lily gay, The rose is Summer's guest ; Bland are thy charms when these decay, As flowers first, last, and best] There may be grander in the bower. And statelier on the tree. But wallflower, loved wallflower, Thou art the flower for me 1 " The Lily of the Valley. (RETURN OF HAPPINESS.) ** Be thy advent the emblem of all I would crave," Bernard Barton. THE Lily of the Valley, someti*mes called the May Lily, and in some country villages Ladder to Heaven, in the floral languages of Europe is erpblematic of the return of JiappinesSy doubtless in allusion to the season of the year when it puts forth its timid little blossoms. Although this flower is generally spcken of as white, there are several coloured varieties belonging to the species ; as, for instance, one with red blossoms, one with double red, and one, much larger than the common sort, beautifully variegated with purple. Keats was very fond of this shy little floral fairy, and says: " No flower amid the garden fairer grows Than the sweet lily of the lowly vale, The queen of flowers." And further on he sings of ** Valley-lilies, whiter still Than Leda's love." In that enchanted garden where the sensitive plant grew, Shelley lovingly placed ** The naiad -like lily of the vale, Whom youth makes so fair, and passion so pale, That the light of its tremulous bells is seen Through their pavilions of tender green. " Then, to descend to more earthly versification, we find Bishop Mant opening a long poem in praise of this poet's pet with the following lines : OH«>ll«i T«ll«» The Lily of the Valley. 287 Fair flower, that, lapt in lowly glade, Dost hide beneath the greenwood shade, Than whom the vernal gale None fairer wakes on branch or spray, Our England's lily of the May, Our lily of the vale. ** What though nor care nor art be thine, The loom to ply, the thread to twine, Yet born to bloom and fade ; Thee, too, a lovelier robe arrays, Than, even in Israel's brightest days. Her wealthiest king arrayed." This writer versifies upon the probability of this flower being the *4ily of the field" alluded to by Christ, but botanists assure us that it is the native of northern climes only, and would be unable to endure the warmth of Palestine. Alluding to the peculiar way in which the blossoms hang, and to their shape, Leigh Hunt prettily calls these flowerlings " little illu- mination lamps." In some parts of Europe the fragrance of this flower is most powerful. Stock. (LASTING BEAUTY.) THE Stock has been long established in English gardens, and, under the somewhat puzzling name of "gilly- flower," is frequently mentioned by our oldest writers. There has been a long-standing dispute amongst florigraphists as to what plant was really meant by the latter diffusedly-applied term, supposed to be a corruption of the French girofliei". Pinks and carnations were undoubtedly classed formerly with the stock as gillyflowers, but more recently, in order to dis- tinguish them, were called clove-gillyflowers and stock-gilly- flowers. The stock should, indeed, be a favourite flower with the softer sex, inasmuch as it is the chosen representative of what Madame Rachel so vehemently protests that she has disco- vered the secret elixir of, that is to say, lasting beauty. For several centuries, as might be supposed, it has been a great pet with the ladies, and carefully did the dames of yore culti- vate it within the circumscribed limits of their castle gardens. No flowering plant, it is said, has received more fostering care than the stock ; and so completely has it surrendered its being up to the florist, that what was formerly only a little sea-side flower now occasionally assumes the dimensions of a shrub, and puts forth blossoms almost equalling the rose in size, but — mark the but, fair reader — sometimes of so evanescent a nature and so variable a hue, that some flowers of this species have been termed miUabilis, or changeable. So, after all, ladies, you must seek another emblem, if you wish one, for enduring beauty, for the constant changes of this plant only render it a fit representative of earthly beauty's mutability. Stock. 289 As an instance of what a capacity for growth stocks possess, may be mentioned one grown at Notting Hill in 1822, which, says Phillips, in his interesting "Flora Historica," "attained a circumference of nearly twelve feet." This same writer tells of an acquaintance of his, with whom he made a tour through Normandy. It was the first time this gentleman had ever left the sea-girt shores of his native land, and so thoroughly insular were his habits that everything he encountered dis- satisfied him. The food was unpalatable, the girls ugly, their clothing too scanty; and, finally, his grumblings made the whole company uncomfortable, until, adds the narrator, good fortune led us to a rustic inn where were growing several fine stocks, which, he affirmed, were the first good things he had seen since he left Sussex. On hearing the landlady acknow- ledge them to be giroflier de Brompton, he insisted upon the entire party halting there, entertained them to a capital meal at his own expense, and left the village with a sprig of the Brompton stock decorating his button-hole ; his good humour restored, and the remainder of his journey rendered pleasant, all through, as he frequently exclaimed, the Brompton stock. ^■'S^i u Sweet William. (FINESSE— DEXTERITY. ) THE Sweet Williani, a member of the Pink family, from the charming manner in which it arranges its variegated blossoms into bouquet-shaped clusters, is well worthy of its florigraphical name oi finesse. The Bearded Pink, as it is sometimes designated, is known to our French neighbours as the *' poet's eye," because of the manner in which its petals are marked. Gerarde, the old Elizabethan gardener, mentions this flower as being highly esteemed in his days " to deck up gardens, the bosoms of the beautiful, garlands, and crowns for pleasure." The narrow-leaved kinds are called "sweet Johns," the broad- leaved unspotted ones are sometimes named " London tufts," and the small speckled species, " London pride." In fact, there are too many varieties for specification here. It has already been observed that the classic name for the floral family to which this flower belongs signifies "Jove's flower," but in England that is generally confined to the pink, commonly so called ; and this distinction has afi"orded Cow- ley an opportunity of making these facetious remarks : ** Sweet William small, has form and aspect bright, Like that sweet flower that yields great Jove delight ; Had he majestic bulk he 'd now be styled Jove's flower ; and, if my skill is not beguiled, He was Jove's flower when Jove was but a child. Take him with many flowers in one conferred, He 's worthy Jove, e'en now he has a beard. " Allusion has been made to the strange horror manifested by some people on smelling the perfume of, or seeing, certain flowers : Voltaire gives the history of a young oflicer who was thrown into convulsions and lost his senses through having pinks in his room. Shakspeare, never willing to let anything pass unnoted by, causes Shylock to speak of such strange antipathies of human nature, to account for which, as he says, "there is no firm reason to be rendered." _fej_ Dahlia. (POMP.) THE Dahlia is a native of Mexico, where Baron Humboldt found it growing in sandy meadows several hundred feet above the level of the sea. It was brought to England in 1789, but was neglected and ^h^ genus lost. It ornamented the royal gardens of the Escurial, at Madrid, for several years before Spanish jealousy would permit it to be introduced into the other countries of Europe. But it is said that it neither improved or exhibited any change under their management. Count Lelieur having by some means obtained a root from the Dons, introduced it into France, where it soon attracted attention. From that time it engaged the notice of conti- nental floriculturists, who propagated the plant so copiously, that at the general peace in 1 8 14, English travellers were as much astonished by its profusion as they were delighted with its richness and brilliancy. It derives its name from a countryman of the celebrated Linnaeus, Professor Andrew Dahl, a Swedish botanist : he pre- sented it in 1804 to Lady Holland, who was its first successful English cultivator. Its coarse foliage, gaudy flowers, and want of perfume seem to have prevented its becoming a favourite with our poets. Mrs. Sigourney just alludes to it as a florist's flower, in her " Farewell : " ** I have no stately dahlias, nor greenhouse flowers to weep, But I passed the rich man's garden, and the mourning tliere was deep, For the crownless queens all drooping hung amid the wasted sod, Like Boadicea, bent with shame beneath the Roman rod. " White Poplar. (COURAGE— TIME.) ** The poplar that with silver lines his leaf." COWPER. THE White Poplar in classic story was consecrated to Hercules, the mythological representative of courage. The hero first became associated with the tree when he de- stroyed Cacus, in a cavern of Mount Aventine, which was co- vered with poplars : he bound a branch of one round his brow as a token of his victory. When the demigod returned from his journey into the infernal regions, he came crowned with a wreath of his favourite tree, torn from the banks of the river Acheron. .. ^j^^ poplar, to Akides consecrate," adds the fable, on this occasion first had its leaves changed to their present hue ; for it was the perspiration from the hero's brow — so runs the story — that made the inside portion of the leaf white, whilst the smoke of the lower regions turned the upper surface of the leaf almost black. When any ceremonies or sacrifices were made to Hercules, his worshippers wreathed their heads with poplar-leaves, and all who had triumphed in battle wore garlands of it in commemoration of their great predecessor's victory. Dryden, translating Virgil, says : '* The Salii sing, and cense his altars round "With Sabine smoke, their heads with poplar bound," The ancients also dedicated this tree to Time, because its leaves appear constantly in motion ; and being of a dead blackish green above, and white below, they deemed that they indicated the alternation of night and day. The straight trunk of this elegant tree often rises to a great height, and it is decked with a pale smooth bark that frequently offers a marked contrast to its dark, rough neighbours : J^HiTE Poplar. 293 " Gracing each other like the trees in Spring, The tufted by the tall." The light, graceful appearance of these trees rustling their plumed heads hither and thither in the wind has been a fruitful source of simile to the poets, who likewise have not failed to notice the fine effect produced by the alternate play of light and shade of the leaves, as now the inside, and now the out, is exposed to view. In the "Odyssey "these movements are compared to women's fingers when spinning : *' Full fifty handmaids from the household train, Some turn the mill, or sift the golden grain ; Some ply the loom ; their busy fingers move Like poplar-leaves when Zephyr fans the grove." Garcilasso, the Spanish poet, has a prettier conceit : **Each wind that breathes, gallantly here and there Waves the fine gold of her disordered hair, As a green poplar-leaf, in wanton play, Dances for joy at rosy break of day." What Martyn said in prose, Leigh Hunt says thus in verse: "The poplar's shoot. That like a feather waves from head to foot." With Barry Cornwall the more otctre class of comparison is dropped, and he sings sweetly : *' The greenwoods moved, and the light poplar shook Its silver pyramid of leaves. " -*^jfe— Black Poplar (AFFLICTION.) "The poplar, never dry." Spenser. THE Black Poplar is no less celebrated in heathen fable than its fair sister ; the poets telling us that the Heliades, daughters of Apollo, gave way to such excessive grief at the loss of their brother, the ambitious young Phaeton, that in com- passion, the gods transformed them into poplars, and their tears — which continued to ooze through the bark — into amber. Unfortunately, some little discrepancies appear to exist in this pathetic story, some of its narrators assigning the honour of the metamorphosis to the poplar, and some to the alder. Ovid, a great authority, who gives the legend with much cir- cumstantial evidence, merely says the sisters, wandering on the banks of the Po, into which river their unhappy brother had been hurled, were changed into trees : "When now the eldest, Phasthusa, strove To rest her weary limbs, but could not move, Lampetia would have help'd her, but she found Herself withheld, and rooted to the ground : The third in wild affliction as she grieves, Would rend her hair, but fills her hands with leaves. "The new-made trees in tears of amber run, Which, hardened into value by the sun, Distil for ever on the stream below." It is undoubtedly true that the black poplar flourishes on the banks of the Po ; and likewise, that it, as many other aquatic trees, becomes so surcharged with moisture as to have it exude through the pores of the leaves, which may thus literally be said to weep. It does not conduce to the clearness of this antique allegory Black Poplar. 295 to find Virgil, a very ancient authority, in one place calling these noted trees poplars, and in another alders ! Rapin adheres to the popular theory, and says : " Nor must the Heliads' fate in silence pass, Whose sorrow first produced the poplar race ; Their tears, while at a brother's grave they mourn, To golden drops of fragrant amber turn." Cowley fights for the minority thus : "The Phaetonian alder next took place, Still sensible of the burnt youth's disgrace ; She loves the purling streams, and often laves Beneath the floods, and wantons with the waves." Whilst Spenser is as discreet as Ovid, and omits the tree's name : " And eke those trees in whose transformed hue . The sun's sad daughters wailed the rash decay Of Phaeton, whose limbs, with lightning rent, They gathering up, with sweet tears did lament. " Miss Kent — no mean authority — after well weighing the evidence, thus gives judgment : " It is pretty generally under- stood, however, to be the poplar-tree that is so nearly related to the sun, and the black poplar ; and it is certain that there is no tree upon which the sun shines more brightly." In moist situations this tree will grow to a great height : it has a long branchless trunk, adorned with a handsome sym- metrical head ; the bark is ashen-hued, the foliage of a glitter- ing brightness ; and it must be confessed that a somewhat brilliant symbol for affliction is "The poplar trembling o'er the silver flood." <^^H^^^>^ Motherwort. (CONCEALED LOVE.) THIS emblem of concealed love does not bloom until the second year, but, like the pure passion which it typifies, only blossoms once. In the ordinary kinds of Motherwort the flowers are pale red, but in the curled they are of a white as pure as the love they emblemize. In China and Japan the motherwort is held in great esti- mation, and in Shoberl's translation from the French of Tit- singh's " Illustrations of Japan," the following reasons for their admiration are given. Formerly there was a village situated in the province of Nanyo-no-rekken, in Japan, noted for its pro- fusion of motherwort flowers. The neighbourhood also boasted of a stream of particularly pure water, which constituted the ordinary beverage of the villagers, a hardy race, who lived generally to upwards of a hundred years of age. The prolonged existence of these villagers in course of time was ascribed to the adjacent flowers, and eventually the motherwort acquired so great a reputation for lengthening one's life, that not only was a medicinal drink, called zakki, prepared from its blossoms, but the ninth month of the year, when the flower attained its perfection, was named after it, and on the ninth day of that month a grand festival is held annually in its honour. The aforementioned zakki is a common beverage in Japan, but there is a superior kind of it made, which is much drunk in the Court of the Dairi, as the ecclesiastical ruler of that em- pire is sometimes called. The presentation of a cup of this liquid, accompanied by a bunch of moonwort, is stated to im- ply that you are wished a long life. Several Chinese authors, it is said, relate that once upon a time an emperor ascended the throne of the Celestials when only seven years of age. Mo THER WOR T. 297 This precocious monarch was much troubled in his mind by a prediction that he would die before he attained his fifteenth year. A certain philosopher, named Lido, however, brought him from Nanyo-no-rekken a sovereign specific for procuring a long life, in the shape of some of the motherwort's beautiful yellow flowers. The emperor caused zakki to be made from them, and drinking of that beverage every day, lived upwards of seventy years. The opportune introducer of these flowers, having given offence to his illustrious patient, was banished from Court, whence he once more betook himself to the won- derful village, and there, drinking nothing but water impreg- nated with motherwort, he lived to the ultra-patriarchal age of three hundred ; wherefore he was known to subsecuent ages by the cognomen of " Sien-nin-foso." Cornflower. (DELICACY.) ** Now, gentle flower, I pray thee tell If my lover loves me, and loves me well. " Anonymous. THE classic cognomen of the bright blue Cornflower is Cyanus, and it was so named after a fair young devotee of Flora, who made garlands for public festivities out of various sorts of wild flowers, and who lingered lovingly from morn till eve amid the corn, weaving into flowery coronals the blossoms that she had collected, accompanying her pleasant labour by singing the songs of her beloved fatherland. This flower, although now so common in our corn-fields, is thought not to be indigenous, but to have been brought from the East amongst some imported grain. Its deep blue hue is so deep that it almost approaches a purple, and as such the poet addresses it: ** There is a flower, a purple flower, Sown by the wind, nursed by the shower, O'er which Love breathed a powerful spell, The truth of whispering hope to tell. Now, gentle flower, I pray thee tell, If my lover loves me, and loves me well : So may the fall of the morning dew Keep the sun from fading thy tender blue. " Elizabeth Rowe is stated not only to have been extremely fond of the cyanus, as indeed every lover of the beautiful in nature must be, but to have obtained from this flower's ex- pressed juice a permanent transparent blue, little inferior to ultramarine, wherewith to paint some of her choicest blossoms. The following pretty description of the habits of this delicately beautiful flower appeared some years ago, in the pages of a monthly publication: Cornflower 299 " What an exquisite coronet of sky-blue florets is conspicuous in the cyanus ! every floret is a fairy vase, that holds forth a rich nectareous juice to thirsty insects. And when each vase, having fulfilled its appointed purpose, is laid aside, beautiful green cradles become developed, as if by enchantment, con- taining little winged children, which the zephyrs delight to rock ! These winged children are often peculiarly beautiful : their small pinions are elegantly variegated at the base, and adorned with the most delicate jet-black feathers, which, to the unassisted eye, appear only like minute hairs, and yet are perfect feathers of the most exquisite description. They pre- sently fly abroad, bearing with them seeds of equal rarity, with one minute groove fitted to another, and having a finished and elaborate mechanism whereby to facilitate the purpose for which they are designed." And this little flower is only one minute piece, scarcely per- ceptible amongst the many myriads of more or less complexity, of which this globe's marvellous mosaic is compounded ! v^^^ )^^ Aspen. (LAMENTATION.) ** And full of emotion, its fault doth deplore, Sigh, shiver, and quiver, and droop evermore." Eleanor Darby. THE Trembling Poplar is now generally known as the Aspen. It is chiefly remarkable for the ceaseless tremu- lous motion of its leaves — a natural phenomenon, to account for which many very diverse explanations have been proffered. One authority attributes it to the plane of the long leaf-stalk being at right angles with that of the leaf, thus allowing a freer motion than they could have had if the planes had been parallel ; another learned gentleman ascribes the trembling to the length and slenderness of the leaf-stalks ; but that this is not a sufficient reason is proved by the fact that the leaves of other poplars have the same properties without partaking of a similar restlessness. Some malicious wretches have affirmed that the leaves of the aspen were made of women's tongues, "which never cease wagging." The Highlanders, however, set the question at rest by saying that the cross upon which Christ suffered crucifixion was made from the wood of this tree, and that therefore the tree can never rest. A quibbling objection has been raised against this theory, that the leaves can scarcely be conscience-stricken, as the cross could not have been made of them ; nevertheless, the querist admits that they may be struggling to escape from the wicked wood on which they grow. Miss Darby, in her "Lays of Love and Heroism," has thus versified a German legend upon the subject : ** The Lord of Life walk'd in the forest one morn, "When the song- wearied nightingale slept on the thorn ; Not a breath the deep hush of the dawning hour broke, Yet every tree, e'en the firm knotted oak, i»«*KLE» itRfi'T, i €t Aspen. 301 The tall warrior pine, and the cedar so regal, The home of the stork and the haunt of the eagle All the patriarchal kings of the forest adored And bowed their proud heads at the sight of the Lord ! ** One tree, and one only, continued erect, Too vain to show even the Saviour respect ! The light giddy aspen its leafy front raised, And on the Redeemer unbendingly gazed. Then a cloud, more of sorrow than wrath, dimm'd the brow Of Him to whom everything living should bow ; While to the offender, with shame now opprest. He breathed in these words the eternal behest : ' Alas for thy fate ! thou must suffer, poor tree. For standing when others were bending the knee. Thou 'rt doomed for thy fault an atonement to pay : Henceforth be a rush for the wild winds to sway. Sigh, sport of their fury, and slave of their will ! Bow, e'en in a calm, when all others are still ! And shivering, quivering, droop evermore, Because thou wouldst not with thy brothers adore.' ** The weak aspen trembled, turned pale with dismay, And is pallid with terror and grief to this day. Each tremulous leaf of the penitent tree Obeys to this moment the heav'nly decree. 'T is the sport of the wild winds, the slave of their will, E'en without a breeze bends, when all others stand still ; And full of emotion, its fault doth deplore, Sigh, shiver, and quiver, and droop evermore." Moore, with his usual feUcity of combining humanity and nature's pecuHarities, prettily sings : " That the wind, full of wantonness, woos like a lover The young aspen-trees, till they tremble all over." ^■^^^ jejs* O Lemon. (ZEST.) THE Lemon, in every respect so appropriate an emblem of zest, is a variety of the citron, and is consequently a blood relation of the more admired orange. It was first known to Europeans as the Median Apple, having been brought origi- nally from Media. Virgil terms it "the happy apple," on account of its virtues ; and in his second " Georgic " thus sings its praises : **Nor be the citron, Media's boast, unsung, Though harsh the juice and lingering on the tongue : When the drugg'd bowl, 'mid witching curses brew'd, Wastes the pale youth by step-dame Hate pursued, Its powerful aid unbinds the mutter'd spell. And frees the victim from the draught of hell." Who is there that is not acquainted with Gothe's beautiful ballad, " Know'st thou the Land where the Citrons bloom?" evidently referring to the lemon. Few poets have flung their wreaths upon this flower's fragrant shrine : they have been seduced away by the more voluptuous beauty of her darker- hued sister ; and yet in former days the fairer of the twain bore away the bell, if not for beauty, at least for virtue. Hearken, O gentle reader ! to a story which Athenseus relates in proof of the good qualities of the neglected lemon ; a story told him by a friend of his who was Governor of Egypt. This governor had condemned two malefactors to death by the bite of ser- pents. As they were led to execution, a person, taking com- passion on them, gave them a citron to eat. The consequence of this was, that though they were exposed to the bite of the most venomous serpents, they received no injury. The governor, being surprised at this extraordinary event, inquired of the soldiers who guarded them what they had eaten or drunk that day ; and being informed that they had only eaten a citron, he Lemon. 303 ordered that the next day one of them should eat citron, and the other not. He who had not tasted the citron died presently after he was bitten ; the other remained unhurt. The blossoms of the lemon are deemed typical of loves fidelity. In Tennyson's " Recollections of the Arabian Nights " is the following picture of an enchanted and enchanting lemon-grove : * * Far off, and where the lemon-grove In closest coverture upsprung, The living airs of middle night Died round the bulbul as he sung ; Not he, but something which possess'd The darkness of the world, delight, Life, anguish, death, immortal love, Ceasing not, mingled, unrepress'd, Apart from place, withholding time. But flattering the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid." Passion Flower. (FAITH.) MOST of the Passion Flowers are natives of South America ; and although some of them have been induced to open their starry-leaved blossoms to the less glow- ing sun of these colder climes, it is only in the land of their birth that they can be seen in all their unsurpassed loveliness. There they are larger, brighter-hued, and far more fragrant ; there they are to be seen in the dense forests twining their glorious coronals around the massive trunks of everlasting trees, or else in waves of radiant beauty flowing over the myriad splendours that "The floor of Nature's temple tesselate With numerous emblems of instructive duty. '* Yes, those who would view this glorious symbol c>i faithful- ness in its unshorn loveliness must seek it in the immense forests of Brazil, blossoming amid all that grandeur, " boundless as our wonder," of which Humboldt has so nobly told. There, in "that fane, most catholic and solemn," ' ' The faint passion flower, the sad and holy. Tells of diviner hopes ; " and there it was that the peculiarities of its delicately-shaped blossom first attracted the notice of the invading Spaniards, who were then desolating surrounding nature with fire and sword, under the vile pretence of spreading the religion of peace and goodwill towards all men. In the thread-like coloured stamens which surround the flower-like rays, and in the various curious portions that com- bine to form this " floral apostle," are discovered a representa- tion of the crown of thorns, the scourge, the cross, the sponge, the nails, and the five wounds of Christ ; indeed, all the terrible paraphernalia necessary to portray the Passion of Jesus. The — nrrrmr-fTT«T Passion Flower. 305 sight of this wondrous symbol in that distant land is said to have confirmed the invaders in the belief that their schemes of conquest were sanctioned by a divine power ; and so, inspired by this poor innocent floral emblem of faith, they pursued, un- relentingly, their course of rapine and murder ! In Catholic countries this day-star is regarded with con- siderable veneration, and is deemed a marvellous confirmation of the scriptural doctrine of the Atonement. 20 Syringa. (FRATERNAL LOVE.) SYRINGA is a Greek word, signifying "pipe," and its ancient English name was "pipe-tree." Its classical appel- lation is Philadelphus, so called after Ptolemy Philadelphus, King of Egypt, who acquired celebrity for the intense affection he manifested for his brother : for this reason Syrmga was con- secrated to his memory, and has been adopted as the flori- graphical sign oi fraternal love. The Syringa is a most delicious shrub : the foliage is luxu- riant, the blossoms beautiful, abundant, and of a creamy white- ness, starred with a golden centre, and emitting a most fragrant perfume. Well might Cowper speak in praise of the " syringa, ivory pure," and well indeed could Pliny call such blossoms " the joy of plants." Mason, in his " English Garden," speaks of this most odori- ferous plant, but can scarcely be deemed to have awarded it its due meed of praise, inserting as he does that uncalled-for odious but: **The sweet syringa, yielding but in scent To the rich orange, or the woodbine wild, That loves to hang on barren boughs remote Her wreaths of flowery perfume." Certainly its exquisite loveliness, super-eminent fragrance, and profuseness of foliage and flower, deserved more attention from the neglectful poets than this sweet shrub has gained. Some botanists have named the lilac " syringa," but really there is no resemblance between the two. Syringa is a member of the beautiful and aromatic myrtle family, whilst the lilac belongs to the jasmines. Tasmania is rich in the possession of this attractive plant, and there is a species growing there called the " myrtle-leaved syringa," of which the fresh flowering shoots were used by Captain Cook's sailors to make a kind of tea from : they found the infusion sweetly aromatic at first, but in a short time it became very bitter. It was considered very serviceable, however, in attacks of sea-scurvy. And romeda. (WILL YOU HELP ME?) THIS delicate shrub was called Andromeda by the celebra- ted Lmnseus, after the daughter of Cepheus and Cassiope, the story of whose exposure at the water-side, and rescue from the sea-monster by Perseus, forms one of the most poetical episodes in the fourth book of Ovid's " Metamorphoses." The illustrious Swede gives the following reason for applying the classic appellation to this pretty pink marsh-flower : ** As I contemplated it, I could not help thinking of Andromeda, as described by the poets — a virgin of most exquisite beauty and unrivalled charms. The plant is always fixed in some turfy hillock in the midst of the swamps, as Andromeda herself was chained to a rock in the sea, which bathed her feet as the fresh water does the root of the plant. As the distressed virgin cast down her blushing face through excessive affliction, so does the rosy-coloured flower hang its head, growing paler and paler till it withers away. At length comes Perseus, in the shape of summer, dries up the surrounding waters, and destroys the monster. Thus the author of a "Tour in Lapland " recounts the words of Linnaeus, and it is pleasant to see by their elucidation how the great botanist composed his language of flowers — a floral language that for many years held so pre-eminent a sway, and which, even now, is not quite superseded. To German florigraphists this flower typifies the question, For whom do you wait f 20—2 Parsley. (FESTIVITY.) ALTHOUGH modern florigraphists, swayed by the cir- cumstance of the ancients having frequently made sym- bohc use of this herb at their banquets, have adopted Parsley as the representative oi festivity, with the nations of antiquity it was deemed typical of the most melancholy feelings. In Potter's erudite "Antiquities of Greece," it is stated that of all the flowers and herbs used by the Greeks to decorate graves, none was in greater request than parsley; and this custom, observes our learned authority, gave birth to that despairing proverb, when speaking of one dangerously ill, " that he has need of nothing but parsley;" which is in effect to say that he is a dying man, and nearly ready for the grave. Dead bodies were also strewed with sprigs of this herb : ** Garlands that o'er thy doors I hung, Hang withered now and crumble fast ; Whilst parsley on thy fair form flung, Now tells my heart that all is past," cries the forlorn youth over the lifeless form of his betrothed. Plutarch relates that when Timoleon was marching his troops up some ascending ground, whence he expected to obtain a view of the forces and strength of the Carthaginians, he was met by a number of mules laden with parsley ; which circum- stance, says the historian, was looked upon by his soldiers as an ill-omened and fatal occurrence, that being the very herb wherewith the sepulchres of the dead were adorned. These funeral associations notwithstanding, parsley was also held in high repute by the Greeks for festive and other pleasant events, as far back as the times of Homer. That poet, in the fifth book of the " Odyssey," uses it, in conjunction with the song-honoured violet, to adorn the precincts of Calypso's arbour: ** In verdant meads, and thriving all around, Sweet violets and parsley deck the ground." Parsley. 109 Its elegantly indented leaves caused it to be adopted, to- gether with the acanthus, in the adornment of the Corinthian capital. It is recorded that the Carthaginians, having found this herb in the delightful vales of Sardinia, carried it with them to the Phocean gardens of the ]\Iarseillais; and ancient coins have been found representing Sardinia under the figure of a female, standing beside a vase containing a bunch of parsley. On festive occasions it was customary for the Greeks to wear a wreath formed of sprigs of this plant, and a crown of fresh parsley was the prize awarded to the winner of the Nemaean sports ; at the Elean games, at one time, a chaplet of withered parsley was the winner s guerdon. The victors in the Isthmian games at Rome were crowned with leaves of this herb; and on many other like memorable occasions was it employed. '^f/' it is stated in "Time's Telescope," for 1825, "after having bruised some sprigs of parsley in your hands, you attempt to rinse your glasses, they will generally snap and suddenly break." An eminent writer on the symbolism of flow^ers, after justly remarking what an elegant decoration for the board the beau- tiful green of this plant affords, pathetically laments that ''a branch of laurel and a parsley crown are the attributes which would now-a-days suit the god of banquets. These plants have been employed for nobler purposes ; but, in the age of gastronomy, it will not do to insist too strongly on what was done in the heroic ages." Mistletoe. (GIVE ME A KISS.) *' The sacred bush." Tennyson. THE Mistletoe Is too well known 'co need any description of its botanical properties, whilst the important part which it plays in Christmas festivities scarcely requires more than a passing allusion : every one is acquainted with that remarkable custom which permits any lad to exact from any lass the toll of one kiss, when they accidentally meet where ** Sacred ceilings, dark and grey, Bear the mistletoe." The singular practice associated with "the sacred bush" is evidently a relic of some very ancient custom ; indeed, from the earliest ages, wonderful properties have been ascribed to this parasitical plant, but it was from Druidic uses that it acquired its principal sanctity. By the ancient Inhabitants of this island the mistletoe was held in great veneration, particularly when it grew upon the oak, that — In the eyes of the Druids — most sacred of all trees. As this parasite, however, Is not often found upon the oak, it is presumed that our ancient priests were accustomed to plant it there by inserting the seed. At the beginning of their year the Druids went in solemn pro- cession into the woods in order to seek for mistletoe, and whenever they discovered any, announced the fact by joyous shouts. A grass altar was then erected beneath the tree, and inscribed with such divine titles as they deemed most powerful. On the sixth day of the moon, the head Druid, clad In a white garment, ascended the tree, and, in the sight of the multitude, by means of a consecrated golden sickle, cut off the mistletoe and dropped it Into a pure white cloth which the assistant priests held beneath. Two white bulls, or, upon the most important occasions, human beings, were sacrificed, and the Deity invoked to bless the plant, which was finally dipped in water, blessed by the principal priest, and distributed amongst the populace, as a preservative against witchcraft and diseases. If any portion of the plant came in contact with Mistletoe. 311 the earth, it was considered as ominous of some dreadful mis- fortune threatening the nation. The practice of decorating dweUings and places of worship with holly and mistletoe is undoubtedly of Druidic origin. Dr. Chandler states that in the times of the Druids the houses were decked with boughs, in order that the sylvan spirits might repair thither, and remain unnipped by frost and cold winds, until a milder season had renewed the foliage of their darling abodes. Amongst the various valuable qualities which the Druids ascribed to " all-heal," as they termed the mistletoe, was that of being an infallible antidote to all poisons and a cure for all diseases. Its magical properties are alluded to by Virgil, Ovid, and other writers of antiquity ; and even in the present day, in some secluded places, it is regarded with superstitious reverence. In Holstein the country people call the mistletoe "the spectre's wand," from the supposition that holding a branch of it will not only enable a man to see ghosts, but force them to speak to him. In Scandinavian mythology this bush plays a far from unimportant part. In the " Edda" it is recorded that Balder, the Scandinavian counterpart of Apollo, was charmed by his mother Friga against all injury from everything which sprang from the so-called four elements, fire, air, earth, and water; but Loke, the evil spirit, having an enmity against him, formed an arrow out of mistletoe, which grew from none of these things, and placed it in the hand of the blind Helder. The sightless deity launched the fatal dart at the seeming invulnerable Balder, and struck him to the ground. By a combined effort of the gods, Balder was afterwards restored to life ; and, as a repara- tion for his injury, the mistletoe was dedicated to his mother Friga, the Scandinavian equivalent for Venus. The plant was placed entirely under her control, so as to prevent its being again used against her as an instrument of mischief. From the fact of its having been under the protection of this deity, arose, it is presumed, the custom of kissing under it at Christmas. In the days of chivalry it still continued to receive many honours : it was gathered with great solemnity on Christmas-eve, and suspended from the ceiling of the great hall, where, with much noisy rejoicing, were "the girls all kiss'd beneath the sacred bush." In those jolly times 312 Mistletoe. *' On Christmas-eve the bells were rung, On Christmas-eve the mass was sung ; That only night in all the year Saw the stoled priest the chalice near. The damsel donned her kirtle sheen ; The hall was dressed with holly green ; Forth to the woods did merry men go, To gather in the mistletoe. Then opened wide the baron's hall To vassal, tenant, serf, and all." In these less demonstrative days we are apt to forget many of the good old customs of our forefathers' times ; many of them are only to be met with in tales of eld, or flitting through poets' rhymes. Of all seasons, Christmas is the one now kept up gleefully in the happy homes of Old England ; and of all her ancient customs, the one that appears least likely to be forgotten is that very pleasant one of kissing under the mistletoe-bough. 'Long may it last in all its jollity ! Of all our living poets none has shown more pleasure in depicting Christmas life in Britain than Eliza Cook, and in the following song she tells far better in poetry than can be told in prose what should take place "Under the Mistletoe:" ** Under the mistletoe, pearly and green, Meet the kind lips of the young and the old ; Under the mistletoe hearts may be seen Glowing as though they had never been cold. Under the mistletoe, peace and goodwill « Mingle the spirits that long have been twain ; Leaves of the olive-branch twine with it still. While breathings of hope fill the loud carol strain. Yet why should this holy and festival mirth In the reign of old Christmas-tide only be found? Hang up love's mistletoe over the earth. And let us kiss under it all the year round ! ** Hang up the mistletoe over the land Where the poor dark man is spurn'd by the white ; Hang it wherever Oppression's strong hand Wrings from the helpless humanity's right ; Hang it on high where the starving lip sobs, And the patrician one turneth in scorn ; Let it be met where the purple steel robs Child of its father, and field of its corn. Hail it with joy in our yule-lighted mirth, But let it not fade with the festival sound ; Hang up love's mistletoe over the earth. And let us kiss under it all the year round ! *' Oak. (HOSPITALITY.) ' And the oak, king of Britannia's woods, And guardian of. her isle." DODSLEY. THE Oak, the king of forests all," was considered the most sacred of all trees by the chief nations of an- tiquity, and its existence deemed coeval with, the earth's. No faith but appears to have associated its rites with this symbol of majesty and strength. Biblical lore abounds with allusions to this " tower of strength," It was " under the oak which was by Shech-pm," that Jacob buried the strange gods and ornaments of his household. Under the " oak of weeping " Deborah, Rebekah's nurse, was interred. The Lord's mes- senger that appeared to Gideon "sat under an oak ;" and it was by the branches of one of these trees that Absalom, David's beloved but rebellious son, was caught, and met with death. " The oaks of Bashan," that mystic land where dwelt the mighty King Og and his gigantic followers, are called to mind, together with numerous other allusions to the hospitable tree — to that tree which many ancient races believed to have afforded shelter to the first human beings. The oak held a very prominent place in the religious and other ceremonies of the Greeks. The Dodonean groves in Epirus, so celebrated for their oracles, which were supposed to proceed from the interior of the trees themselves, were of oak ; and Argo, the ship of the Argonauts, being constructed with the wood of this tree, was endowed with the same power of speech, and counselled the voyagers by oracular directions. The Dodonean Jupiter, the Fates, and Hecate, were crowned with oak-leaves. Acorns were the first food of man, and the Greeks had an old proverb, in which they expressed an idea of a man's age and experience by saying that he had "eaten of Jove's acorns." This monarch of the woods was held in still greater esteem by the Latin race, and their principal poets never omitted an 314 Oak. opportunity of doing it honour ; indeed, they are the only nation that can in any way compare with the EngHsh in the high value which they set upon the oak. In their emblematic ceremonies it filled a most important post : they considered it symbolic of majesty and pozver, and consecrated it to Jupiter, w^ho, say the fabulists, was sheltered by it at his birth. " It is," says Virgil, " Jove's own tree, That holds the woods in awful sovereignty. * * * * * ^t Ht Stretching his brawny arms and leafy hands, His shade protects the plains, his head the hills commands." In this same poem, the second " Georgic," the great Latin has, as Mr. Gilpin truly observes, in a few words brought to- gether the most obvious characteristics of this noble tree,— its firmness, its stoutness of limb, the sinuousity of its wide- spreading branches, and its remarkable longevity. Virgil was not alone in his admiration for the kingly oak, as the Roman poets, especially Ovid and Lucan, are frequently found paying the passing tribute of their deathless verse to " the tree of Jove," as they love to term it. In the earlier ages acorns appear to have been a very important article of food, and in ancient Rome it was feigned that Ceres was the first who superseded their use by instructing Triptolemus to teach the peasantry how to cultivate and use corn : **The oak, whose acorns were our food before That Ceres' seed of mortal man was known, Which first Triptoleme taught how to be sown." In commemoration of this valuable gift, oak-leaves were worn at the festivals held in honour of Ceres, as also by hus- bandmen in general at the beginning of the harvest. To the Roman soldier who saved the life of another in battle a chaplet of oak-leaves was awarded. Shakspeare makes Cominius say of Coriolanus : " At sixteen years, When Tarquin made a head from Rome, he fought Beyond the mark of others He proved best man i' the field, and for his meed Was brow-bound with the oak." Lucan refers still more distinctly to the custom : "Lelius from amidst the rest stood forth, An old centurion of distinguished worth; Oak. 315 The oaken wreath his hardy temples wore, Mark of a citizen preserved he bore." This crown — considered the most honourable of all those with which the Romans rewarded famous military deeds — was awarded to Cicero for his detection of Catiline's conspiracy. When a similar chaplet was decreed to Scipio Africanus for having preserved his father's life in the battle of Trebia, he declined the honour, deeming the act carried with it its own reward. Oh, what men those noble Romans were ! The civic crown, as this oaken wreath was called, conferred many honours upon its possessor: when he entered an assembly, every one present, not even excepting the senators themselves, were bound to rise ; he was exempt from all kinds of civil burdens, and enjoyed many other desirable rights. In marriage ceremonies, also, the oak performed its part : ** With boughs of oak was graced the nuptial train." Much as the Hellenic and Latin races used and admired this sturdy tree, however, it is the records of the Teutonic and Celtic nations that must be investigated in order to find how sacred a character it anciently bore : it was under the semblance of the oak that those peoples adored theic god Tuet, and the ancient Britons (a kindred folk) Tarnawa, their God of Thunder. It was likewise under the form of an oak that Baal, the Celtic God of Fire, was worshipped : the festival of this deity was kept at Yule, the present Christmas, and on the anniversary the Druids caused all the fires belonging to the people to be extinguished, and then re-lighted them from their own sacred fire, which they professed to keep perpetually burning. This rite is supposed to have been the origin of the Yule-log, the kindling of which at Christmas is still kept up in many parts of the country. This log was invariably of oak ; and, as the ancient Britons believed that it was essential for their hearth- fires to be renewed annually from the Druids' sacred fire, so their descendants firmly believed that some misfortune would occur to them if they omitted their ancestors' custom of burn- ing the Christmas log. It was beneath the shadow of some mighty oak that the Druids were wont to perform their worship, and when they offered up human sacrifices, their victims were crowned with 3i6 Oak. wreaths of oak-leaves : the curious-shaped baskets in which they were immolated, and which bore no little resemblance to those still worn by '' Jack-in-the-green " upon May-day, were manufactured of oaken twigs quaintly interwoven, and even the very brands with which the sacrificial fires were kindled were required to be of oak. It was beneath the branches of this same renowned tree that their criminal trials were held, the judge and jury being seated under the sacred shade, and the culprit placed in a circle made by the chief Druid's wand. With the Saxons the oak retained its sacred character : beneath it they held their national meet- ings ; and it was below the oaks of Dartmoor that they had their famous conference with the Britons, whose country they were invading. Many of these magnificent sylvan princes have attained in England a fame truly national. Everybody knew of '' Heme's moon-silvered oak," and no one could restrain a sigh of regret when it was announced that its time-honoured stem had succumbed to the onslaughts of Time. Three venerable oaks in Donnington Park, spoken of by Martyn, were believed to have been planted by Chaucer ; the famous oak at Morley, in Cheshire, supposed, to have existed upwards of eight hundred years, tradition asserted once afTorded shelter to Edward the Black Prince ; Evelyn tells of one of these denizens of our ancient woodlands, growing at Rycote, which was able to afford a cover to upwards of four thousand men. The circum- ference of the boughs of the celebrated Fairlop Fair Oak was three hundred feet, and that of its massive trunk thirty-six ; whilst the stem of Queen Elizabeth's Oak, in Suffolk, measured thirty-seven feet round : " Good Queen Bess," as some folks like to term her, is reported to have often taken her stand beneath its wide-spreading arms, in order to shoot at the deer as they fled timidly by. There is, or was some few years since, on the road to Tun- bridge, an enormous tree, known as Fisher's Oak, and within its hospitable trunk thirteen men on horseback are said to have found shelter : it is also recorded that when James I. was travelling along that road, a schoolmaster of the neigh- bourhood, and a great number of his pupils, decked with oaken garlands, came out of this tree, and greeted the King with an appropriate address. Oak. 3 1 7 One of the most renowned and belauded trees ever known was the famous oak at Penshurst, planted at the birth of Sir Phihp Sidney. Ben Jonson, Waller, and many other famous poets have sung its praises ; but, alas ! having been associated with bravery and beauty for upwards of two centuries, by a deed of stupid ignorance it was felled ! One of the largest known specimens of these grand repre- sentatives of hospitality was probably Damory's Oak in Dorset- shire, the trunk of which measured sixty-eight feet round, and was capable of sheltering twenty persons in its capacious interior. In Cromwell's time it was inhabited by an old man who sold ale to passers-by. In 1755, when it was only useful for firewood, its time-worn remains realized ;^I4. It was doubtless such a grand old shelter as this that suggested these lines : ** If keen blow the wind, and if fast the rain fall, The storm and the tempest we heed not at all ; Though fifty stout fellows, bold yeomen, are we, There is plenty of room in this hollow oak-tree." Another famous oak was that at Boscobel, which sheltered Prince, afterwards King, Charles, after his defeat at Worcester. The dissolute and ungrateful monarch is stated to have subse- quently visited his sylvan preserver, and to have taken off some of its acorns and planted them in St. James's Park. Some people, who do not object to anything likely to conduce to holiday-making, are fond of wearing oak-apples in their hats on the 29th of May, the anniversary of the prince's escape. Associated with more venerable memories are the remains of Wallace's Oak, in Stirling. It is presumed to have been the largest tree ever known in Scotland : around it are signs of a Druidic circle, but its principal sanctity arises from the legend that under its once great shadow Sir William Wallace was accustomed to hold the head-quarters of his army. It is said that there is a tree in the New Forest, called the Cadenham Oak, which buds annually in the winter, and that the country-people assert of it, as they do of the Glastonbury thorn, that it buds only on Christmas-day — a truly appro- priate emblem of the hospitality, peace, and goodwill usually so widely spread and generally felt amongst all Christian men on that day of good tidings. J^<^^ Convolvulus. (NIGHT.) " The night Of cloudless climes and starry skies," NEVER had a more beautiful emblem of its majestic love- liness assigned to it than when the florigraphists chose the Convolvulus for its representative in their science of sweet things. The Major Convolvulus, symbolic of extmguished hopes, is a native of America ; and the Minor Convolvulus, typifying repose^ of Southern Europe : the flowers of this latter variety are some- times pure white, but more frequently are variegated with blue and yellow, or blue and white : one very beautiful kind is a bright blue, fading, by delicate gradations, to a pure white in the centre, and resembles that blue atmosphere, relieved by fleecy clouds, when, as Keats says, " On high, Through clouds of fleecy white laughs the cerulean sky. " Nor is the form of this flower less lovely than its colour, either when spread out in full beauty to catch the kisses of its bosom lord, the sun, or when, at the stealthy approach of that star- covered dame of which it is the peerless symbol, it droops its graceful neck and shuts its bright blue eye. In the suburbs of the Eternal City — the seven-hilled Rome — difl"erent species of the convolvulus fling their many-hued wreaths round the hedges, in some parts decorating both sides of the road for several miles with a gallant array of bright leaves and brighter flowers, and the Italians, who pas- sionately love the beauteous plant, are fond of ornamenting their verandahs with its clinging wreaths. The Dwarf Con- volvulus, used to typify the axiom that love levels all, is also a native of the southern portions of Europe ; its fragile blossoms are of " rosy red, Love's proper hue." The English wild varieties of this most graceful of all plants are commonly called " bindweeds," and of these the Field Con- volvulus is the best known. Its sweet-scented blossoms, which emit an almond-scented odour, are mostly striped with white and rose-colour, but sometimes are of a yellow hue ; its deli- CONVOL VUL US. 319 cate green leaves are very slight and fragile, giving the plant a general appearance of frailty. And this, added to the know- ledge that its flowers last only one day, render it a very ap- propriate emblem of fleeting joys. It is a great favourite with little country lasses, who love to twine a wreath of its delicate leaves and blossoms round their hats, or twist it about their flaxen tresses. The large white bindweed or bearbine is another lovely member of this beautiful family, and, like its relatives, pos- sesses the singular property of denoting the sun's course by twining in opposition to the path of day's luminary, from right to left, and it is stated that, so tenacious is it of following its natural bias, that should it be diverted from it beyond possi- bility of resuming its way, it will perish. This flower loves to haunt humid spots, and may often be seen elegantly festoon- ing a row of drooping willows with its light fetters. Country people, too accustomed to the loveliness of its large white flowers to poetise over them, call them " old man's nightcap." St. Pierre, most delightful of botanists, had a great admiration for the bearbine; and well might any lover of nature, for its blossoms are exceeded by none in purity of whiteness or beauty of outline, nor are its heart-shaped leaves outrivalled by any in handsomeness. Never did maiden select a lovelier coronal with which to wreathe her brow than this : ** Thy brow we '11 twine In sunny showers With white bearbine, Its wand'ring flowers And 'mid thy glossy tresses Shall wind their wild caresses." We are too familiar with the loveliness of these wildings of nature to duly appreciate them; they are "too much with us " to receive their due meed of praise : were they newly imported from some tropical clime, their novelty would startle us into enthusiasm, and their merits would be everywhere loudly proclaimed ; and yet we ever find the poet — that voice of a people's soul — hymning the glories of his native wild flowers, to the almost total exclusion of their more polished sisterhood — the florists' flowers. ''Lives there a man with soul so dead," who, in gazing upon the blooming fields and woodlands of his native land, does not feel that those blossoms before him are indeed " Bright missals from angelic throngs"? Sunflower. (FALSE RICHES.) •' A foolish mimic sun." Robert Browning. GERARDE, in his " Herbal," and other old writers termed this flower the "sun marygold;" they also indiscrimi- nately called marygolds " sunflowers," and vice versa. Some- times the Stiiiflower is styled turnsol, from the common belief that its blossoms always turn towards the sun ; and that they do not — despite its being termed "a vulgar error" — is not proven. Be this idea true or false, the poets, no mean autho- rities — have adopted the popular side, and thrown their valu- able testimony into the scale. Darwin, even better known as a botanist than a poet, says that the sunflower " Climbs the upland lawn, And bows in homage to the rising dawn, Imbibes with eagle eye the golden ray, And watches, as it moves, the orb of day." Thomson tells us that though as a rule the flowery race resign their new-flushed bloom before the passing beam, one, " The lofty follower of the sun, Sad when he sets, shuts up her yellow leaves. Drooping all night, and, when he warm returns, Points her enamour'd bosom to his ray." In his " Irish Melodies " Moore has the comparison — '* As the sunflower turns to her god when he sets The same look which she tum'd when he rose." The Spaniards, who share "the vulgar error," in common with most of their continental neighbours, have, in their Len- gua de Flores, adopted this flower as the emblem of faith, and one of their poets thus addresses it : I SUNFLO WER. 321 *' Real faith is like the sun's fair flower, Which 'midst the clouds that shroud it, and the winds That wave it to and fro, and all the change Of air, and earth, and sky, doth rear its head. And looketh up, still steadfast, to its God," The classic legend of Clytle has been attached to the sun- flower. That nymph had been beloved by the fickle Helios, but it was not long before he transferred his affections to Leucothoe, daughter of King Orchamus. When Clytie found herself unable to regain her lover, she informed the Persian monarch of his daughter's love affair, and he had the unfor- tunate girl entombed alive. Helios, enraged at the terrible tragedy, entirely forsook the nymph whose jealousy had caused it ; and she, overwhelmed with grief, lay prone upon the earth for nine days and nights without any sustenance^ her eyes continually following the course of her adored sun through the heavens. At last the gods, less pitiless than her former admirer, transformed her into a sunflower, and, as Ovid says : ** Still the loved object the fond leaves pursue, Still move their root, the moving sun to view." There is a smaller sunflower, the botanical name for which is Helenium, derived from Helen of Troy, from whose tears it was supposed to have sprung. Drummond, in his lines upon the death of Prince Henry, thus alludes to it : *' And thou, O flower! of Helen's tears that's bom, Into those liquid pearls again now turn." A work on floral caligraphy says that this blossom has been made the symbol of false riches, because gold, of which the sunflower is so suggestive, cannot of itself, however abundant it may be, render a person truly rich ; and thereupon the writer recounts the story of Pythes. He was a Lydian, and being possessed of immense mineral wealth, neglected the cultivation of his lands. His wife, in order to prove to him the inutility of such riches as he prized, when he sat down to dine had all the dishes filled with golden imitations of the various eatables. When the covers were removed, this sensible woman said to the assembled guests, " I set before you such fare as we have, for we cannot reap what we do not sow." The lesson produced due impression upon Pythes, and, it is said, he did not fail to profit by it. 21 322 SUNFLO WER. The sunflower is said to have been much reverenced in its native country of Peru on account of the resemblance borne by its broad disc and surrounding rays to the sun, which lumi- nary was worshipped by the Peruvians. In their Temple of the Sun, the priestesses when officiating were crowned with sunflowers of pure gold ; they also wore them in their bosoms, and carried them in their hands. The Spanish invaders were astonished at the profuse display of gold, and when they first beheld whole prairies of these flowers in blossom, fancied that they were composed of the same precious metal. St. Pierre says the turnsol turns continually towards the sun, and covers itself — like Peru, the country from which it comes — with dewy clouds, which cool and refresh its flowers during the most violent heat of the day. In Mexico and Peru the sunflower is said to attain a height of twenty feet and upwards, and to produce blossoms two feet in diameter. Old Gerarde states that in his garden at Holborn he pro- duced this plant, which he styles " the Flower of the Sunne, or the Marigolde of Peru ;" that it grew to the height of fourteen feet, and bore flowers sixteen inches across. The size and brilliance of these flowers have gained for them the epithet of "gaudy." Maturin, placing them amid a mob of blossoms, says : "The gaudy Orient sunflower from the crowd Uplifts its golden circle." The sunflower may be too showy for a bouquet, but for back- grounds it is a most effective ornament, and indeed, frequently forms the most attractive decoration of a rustic cottage or a garden wall. Says poor Clare : ** And sunflowers planting for their gilded show, That scale the window's lattice ere they blow ; Then, sweet to habitants within the sheds, Peep through the diamond panes their golden heads." Robert Browning thus alludes to the story of Rudel, the ancient French poet, who adopted this splendid blossom as his emblem : '* I know a mount, the gracious sun perceives First when he visits, last, too, when he leaves i Sunflower. 323 The world ; and, vainly favoured, it repays The day-long glory of his steadfast gaze By no change of its large, calm front of snow. And underneath the mount a flower I know, He cannot have perceived, that changes ever At his approach ; and, in the lost endeavour To live his life, has parted, one by one. With all a flower's true graces, for the grace Of being but a foolish mimic sun. With ray-like florets round a disc-like face. Men nobly call by many a name the mount, As over many a land of theirs its large Calm front of snow, like a triumphal targe. Is reared ; and still with old names fresh ones vie, Each to its proper praise and own account. Men call the flower the sunflower, sportively." 21— -2 Laurel. (GLORY.) Bay. (FAME.) *' We crown with the laurel wreath The hero-god, the soldier chief." Eliza Cook. "Sweet bay-tree, symbol of the song that dreaming poet sings." Ibid. "The victor's garland, and the poet's crown." W. Browne. HOWEVER easy a task it may be for the botanist, to the florigraphist it is a work of almost insurmountable difficulty to distinguish the Laurel from the Bay, so inextri- cably are they combined. There appears to be little doubt that the tree really selected to typify glory is the Sweet Bay, or Daphne ; whilst the laurel, commonly so called, belongs to another genus, and is scientifically known as Prtimis, a word presumedly of Asiatic origin. The sweet bay was deemed by both Greeks and Romans emblematic of victory and clemency. The glories of all grand deeds were signalized by means of laurel crowns ; its leaves were deemed very efficacious in the prevention of illness, and its shelter was believed to ward off lightning. The emblem oi fame well deserves its cognomen of " sweet," the exquisite fragrance exhaled by its leaves, especially when crushed, is well known. This odoriferous plant was worn by the Delphic priestesses when engaged in their sacrificial rites, during which time they were accustomed to chew some of the leaves and strew them on the sacred fire. The brows of war- riors and poets, orators and philosophers, sovereigns and priests, were all adorned with wreaths of these leaves. At the Pythian games — held in commemoration of Apollo's victory over the Python — a crown of laurel was the prize. The statue of ^scu- Laurel. Bay. 325 lapius, the son of Apollo, the God of Physic as well as of Music, was adorned with its leaves; a custom, doubtless, adopted to propitiate that deity, who, as Potter in his '' Grecian Antiqui- ties " happily remarks, would assuredly guard from injury any place where he found the emblem of his beloved Daphne. Physicians held the bay in great esteem, and doubtless from its associations, considered it a panacea. When any person was seized with a dangerous illness, it was customary with the Greeks to fix a branch of laurel over the doorway, in order to avert death and drive away evil spirits. It is supposed that from these practices arose the fashion of crowning young doctors of physic with laurel-berries (bacca lauri)^ whence is derived the terms of "bachelor^' and "laureate." "Students,^' says Mr. Phillips, in his' " Sylva Florifera," " who have taken their de- grees at the Universities, are called bachelors, from the PVench bachelier, which is derived from the Latin baccalaureus, a laurel- berry. These students were not allowed to marry, lest their duties of husband and father should take them from their literary pursuits ; and in time all single men were called ba- chelors." In "■ Flora Domestica,^' Miss Kent very pointedly ' remarks that the term of *' bachelors " has, with some pro- priety, " been extended to single men, as the male and female berries do not grow on the same plant ; and it seems we might, with equal correctness, bestow the name upon unmarried ladies." Theophrastus tells us that the superstitious man of his time was accustomed to keep a bay-leaf in his mouth all day, to preserve him from misfortunes ; whilst Theocritus says that it was usual with lovers to burn laurel as a means of exciting love in the bosoms of those on whom they had fixed their affection. Hardy and flourishing as the bay-tree appears, when it withers, it withers very rapidly ; and this circumstance ren- ders it likely that the following allusion in the Thirty-seventh Psalm applies to this tree : "■ I have seen the wicked in great power, and spreading himself like a green bay-tree. Yet he passed away, and lo, he was not ; yea, I sought him, but he could not be found." Formerly this rapid decay of the bay-tree was considered an omen of disaster ; and it is stated that, previous to the death 326 Laurel. Ba y. of Nero — an event, one would have thought, the opposite to ominous — though the winter was very mild, all these trees withered to the root, and that a great pestilence in Padua was preceded by the same phenomenon. The laurel had so great a reputation for clearing the air and averting contagious com- plaints, that during a raging plague, Claudius was advised by his physicians to remove his Court to Laurentium, so celebrated for its laurels. It had also the power ascribed to it of being a safeguard against lightning, of which Tiberius was very fear- ful ; and, in order to avoid which, it is said, would creep under his bed, and shade his head with laurel boughs. This superstitious idea survived to recent times. William Browne tells us that " bays, being the materials of poets' gar- lands, are supposed not subject to any hurt of Jupiter's thunder- bolts, as other trees are ; " and also sings : *' Where bays still grow, by thunder not struck down, The victor's garland and the poet's crown," Of course, old Culpepper — who would have fully compre- hended the meaning of his significant name had he written in these days of all-powerful criticism — did not overlook this curious belief, and accordingly we find him expatiating in his usual quaint style upon this tree : " Resisting witchcraft very potently, as also all the evils old Saturn can do the body of man, and they are not a few ; for it is the speech of one — and I am mistaken if it were not Mizaldus — that neither witch nor devil, thunder nor lightning, will hurt a man where a bay-tree is. . . . The berries are very effectual against all poisons of venomous creatures, as also against the pestilence, and other infectious diseases." This presumed power of averting lightning is alluded to in the device of the Count de Dunois, which Madame de Genlis mentions as being a bay-tree, with the motto, " I defend the earth that bears me ; " and Leigh Hunt, in his " Descent of Liberty," thus adverts to the belief: * Long have you my laurels worn, Only would you keep it brightening And though some under-leaves be torn And its power to shake the light- Here and there, yet what remains ning Still its pointed green retains, Harmless down its glossy ears, And still an easy shade supplies Suffer not so many years To your calm-kept watchful eyes. To try what they can bend and spoiL Laurel. Bay. 327 The laurel bears the classic appellation of Daphne, because of the ancient legend connecting it with the nymph of that name, who, according to Ovid, was daughter of the river-god Peneus. Apollo beheld her, and at once became enamoured of her beauty ; but the fair Daphne fled from his importunities, and, fearful of being caught, called to the gods for assistance : they answered her prayers by transforming her into the laurel. Apollo finding that he held nothing but a hard tree in his embrace,'saluted its vivid green leaves with fond kisses, crowned his head with its leaves, and ordained that ever after that tree should be sacred to his godhead. Ovid thus recounts this fact : ** I espouse thee for my tree : Be thou the prize of honour and renown ; The deathless poet and the poem crown. Thou shalt the Roman festivals adorn, And, after poets, be by victors worn." By the Romans this tree was as mu(^ honoured as it was by their Hellenic predecessors. The palace gates of the Caesars and of the chief priests were adorned by it ; the emperors wore it, and their physicians recommended it ; the generals were crowned with it in their triumphal processions, at which times, indeed, so far was its symbolism carried, that all the flags and warlike instruments were dressed up with it, and even every private soldier carried a sprig of it in his hand ; also despatches announcing a victory were wrapped up in, and ornamented with, leaves of bay. Even in the middle ages these trees retained their popularity, and thus we read of famous poets having been publicly crowned with wreaths of laurel. We may, with the authoress of " Flora Domestica," exclaim, " How many grand and delightful images does the very name of this tree awaken in our minds ! The warrior thinks of the victorious general returning in triumph to his country, amidst the shouts of an assembled populace ; the prince of imperial Caesar, the poet, and the man of taste see Petrarch crowned in the Capitol. Women, who are enthu- siastic admirers of genius in any shape, think of all these by turns, and almost wonder how Daphne could have had the heart to run so fast from that most godlike of all heathen gods, Apollo." Spenser seems to have felt with the weaker sex the slight 328 Laurel. Bay. shown to his poetic chief, for he thus vindictively speaks of the cold nymph : ** Proud Daphne, scorning Phoebus' lovely fire, On the Thessalian shore from him did flee; For which the gods, in their revengeful ire, Did her transform into a laurel-tree. " The Abbe St. Pierre observes that the laurel grows in abun- dance on the banks of the river Peneus, in Thessaly, which might well give occasion to the fable of the metamorphosis of Daphne, the daughter of that river's deity. Virgil celebrates the filial affection of this tree, remarking that the little Bay of Parnassus shelters itself under the great shade of its mother ; and Evelyn observes that, whilst young, this tree will not thrive well but under its mother's shade, where nothing else will thrive. Petrarch never wearies of celebrating the praises of this tree, invariably associating it with the name of his beloved Laura ; and he acknowledged it to have been one of the greatest delights he ever experienced, when, as he was crowned with it at Rome, he thought how often he had connected its beauties with the name of his heart's darling. Tasso also coupled this tree with his lady-love ; and the following lines are a prettily-rendered translation of a lyric he addressed to a laurel-leaf in her hair : " O glad triumphal bough, That now adornest conquering chiefs, and now Clippest the brows of overruling kings : From victory to victory Thus climbing on, through all the heights of story. From worth to worth, and glory unto glory ; To finish all, O gentle and royal tree. Thou reignest now upon that flourishing head, At whose triumphant eyes Love and our souls are led." Our English poets have not omitted to render all due honours to this famous tree. Chaucer bestows the laurel upon the Knights of the Round Table, the raiadins of Charlemagne, and some other heroes of antiquity, ** That in their times did right worthily. ***** For one lefe given of that noble tree To any wight that hath done worthily Is more honour than anything erthly. " Laurel. Bay. 329 It has been observed that Chaucer alludes to the genuine Parnassian laurel, and not to the usurper of the title, since he speaks of its delicious odour. Eliza Cook, in her symbolic poem of " The Wreaths," speaks of both: *' Whom do we crown with the laurel-leaf? The hero-god, the soldier chief; But we dream of the crushing cannon-wheel, Of the flying shot and the reeking steel, Of the crimson plain where warm blood smokes, Where clangour deafens and sulphur chokes ; Oh, who can love the laurel wreath. Pluck 'd from the gory field of death ? « « * « ^ j# ** But there 's a green and fragrant leaf Betokens nor revelry, blood, nor grief; 'T is the purest amaranth springing below, And rests on the calmest, noblest brow. It is not the right of the monarch or lord, Nor purchased by gold, nor won by the sword; For the lowliest temples gather a ray Of quenchless light from the palm of bay. ** Oh, beautiful bay ! I worship thee — I homage thy wreath — I cherish thy tree ; And of all the chaplets Fame may deal, 'T is only to this one I would kneel. For as Indian fly to the banian branch, When tempests lower and thunders launch. So the spirit may turn from crowds and strife, And seek from the bay-wreath joy and life." This popular poetess has also a thoroughly emblematical poem to her favourite bay-tree in her last collection of poems. <«""C^^i(y?^^3y^ The Floral Oracle. OF all the various symbolic uses to which flowers have been put, none probably have afforded more amuse- ment than The Floral Oracle. The system of divination practised by means of these beautiful objects undergoes various modifications in different countries, but the following mode will be found to be the simplest and most correct : Arrange a certain number of flowers together ; let their names, and the significations appropriate to them, be written down, and then let each person select or drazv one flower by lot ; and the meaning attached to that blossom will typify the future con- sort's characteristics. The subjoined list will fully explain this pretty game : Candid. A inbitious. Mtisical. Hospitable. Imaginative. Lazy. Wealthy. Aged. Mela ncholy. Stupid. Nervous. Surly. Sarcastic. Domineering. Self-sacrificing. yocular. This catalogue might be considerably enlarged, but as it is permissible for the manipulator to change the significations when requisite, the above will be quite sufficient to guide the judgment in adding any other flowers. The next portion of the game is the revelation of the in- tended's profession or occupation, and must be practised in the same method as the first, thus : Rose (Red) . Affectioftate. Violet (White) „ (White) . Modest. Hollyhock . „ (Pink). . , . Bashful. A Reed. „ (Yellow) . , . Jealous. Oak-leaf Aster . . , , . Fickle. Hyacinth Pink . , . Haughty. Poppy . Daisy . , , , . Gentle. Marygold Tulip . , . Passionate. A Fig . . Cornflower . , , . Extravagant. Geranium (Scented) Stock . . , . Hasty. ,, (Scarlet) Jasmine . , , A miable. Mimosa Heart's-ease. . Thoughtful. Thistle . Lily . Graceful. Foxglove Mezereon . , . A flirt. Laurel . Mignonette . Talented. Myrtle . Primrose Simplicity. Thyme . A Lily typifies A nobleman. A Laurel-leaf typifies A poet. A Rose An artist. Apple-blossom ,, A lawyer. A Thistle A soldier. Cypress „ A doctor. An Oak-leat i> A farmer. Tuhp „ A freeholder. CHAXlia ^IR^V The Floral Oracle. 331 This oracle cannot fail to excite much harmless mirth ; but some kinds of floral divinations, as these pages testify, have oft produced deeper thoughts and more serious consequences. A favourite plan of attempting to peep into futurity by means of floral agency is practised by abstracting the petals of flowers, and with each innocent floral theft using such alter- nate words as those in the following verses. It is a custom of considerable antiquity, and is still affectionately preserved in many different lands. A flower of the aster kind is generally made use of for the purpose, although daisies and other blooms occasionally serve for the same operations, and, there can be little doubt, are equally efficacious. Gothe, in the garden scene of " Faust," introduces the rural custom in order to illustrate the childish simplicity of Margaret. In a poem entitled "'The Decision of the Flower," L. E. L. thus alludes to the incident : ** The maiden found her mystic flower. He loves not — he loves me — he loves ' Now, gentle flower, I pray thee tell me not — If my lover loves me, and loves me well; He loves me — yes, thou last leaf, yes — So may the fall of the morning dew I'll pluck thee not for that last sweet Keep the sun from fading thy tender guess! blue. He loves me. ' ' Yes ! ' a dear voice sighed, Now I number the leaves for my lot : And her lover stands by Margaret's side." One of those noble sons which fair Columbia hath sent forth to hymn the praises of the motherland, James Lowell — as true a poet in thought and word as ever breathed — has not soared so high but that he could stoop to pluck a few terrestrial blos- soms, and in these sweet fancies, sent with a pressed flower, finds pleasant pensees in this pretty practice of divination : *' This little flower from afar, *' And thou must count its petals well, Hath come from other lands to thine ; Because it is a gift from me ; For once its white and drooping star And the last one of all shall tell Could see its shadow in the Rhine. Something I 've often told to thee. ** Perchance some fair-haired German maid "But here at home, where we were Hath plucked one from the self-same born, stalk, Thou wilt find flowers just as true. And numbered over, half afraid, Down-bending every Summer morn Its petals in her evening walk. With freshness of New England dew. ** *He loves me, loves me not !' she cries ; "For Nature, ever kind to love, * He loves me more than earth or heaven ! ' Hath granted them the sain e sweet toiigue. And then glad tears have filled her eyes Whether with German skies above, To find the number was uneven. Or here our granite rocks among. " 332 7 HE Floral Oracle. Browne, of " Pastoral " fame, alludes thus to some olden floral custom : ' ' The primroses, when with six leaves gotten grace, Maids as a true-love in their bosoms place. " This custom is probably akin to a curious old one still practised in some country places with the rose: thus, on Mid- summer-eve, any girl who wishes to peep into futurity, goes backwards in a garden, and, without speaking a word, gathers a rose. She puts the flower away in a sheet of white paper, and does not look at it again until Christmas-day, when it will be found as fresh as in June. If she then places it in her bosom, he that is to be her husband will come and take it out ; but if, prompted by curiosity, she prys into the packet before the appointed time, the charm will be broken. *' The moss-rose that, at fall of dew, Ere eve its duskier curtain drew. Was freshly gathered from its stem, She values as the ruby gem ; And, guarded from the piercing air, With all an anxious lover's care, She bids it, for her shepherd's sake, Await the New Year's frolic wake — When, faded, in its alter'd hue She reads the rustic is untrue; But if its leaves the crimson paint. Her sickening hopes no longer faint. The rose upon her bosom worn. She meets him at the peep of morn ; And lo ! her lips with kisses prest, He plucks it from her panting breast." In Owen's " Welsh Dictionary," the natives of Cambria are said to have a play in which the youth of both sexes seek for an even-leaved sprig of the ash ; and the first of either sex that finds one calls out, ^^ cyniver!' and is answered by the first of the other that succeeds ; and these two, if the omen fails not, are to be joined in wedlock. Gesner, the pastoral poet and botanist, says that the lads and lasses of certain Swiss villages proved the sincerity of their lovers by placing a petal of the poppy-blossom in the hollow of the left hand-palm, and then striking it with the other hand. If it broke with a sharp report, it attested the fidelity of the wooer; whilst if, on the contrary, it failed to break, it proved his or her faithlessness : ** By a prophetic poppy-leaf I found Your changed affection, for it gave no sound, Though in my hand struck hollow as it lay ; But quickly withered, like your love, away. " It is the custom with some young folks to burn the holly and The Floral Oracle. 333 other evergreens used for decoration at Christmas, so many- eves after that national festival, and according to the brilliancy and crackling of the leaves in the fire, so do they draw morals as to the steadfastness or falsehood of their admirers. A writer on various matrimonial and amatory superstitious customs, observes that the belief in the efficacy of St. John's- wort is very widely spread, and gives the following version of a poem transcribed from a German publication: * The young maid stole through the cottage door, And blushed as she sought the plant of power. * Thou silver glowworm, O lend me thy light, I must gather the mystic St. John's- wort to-night ; The wonderful herb, whose leaf will decide If the coming year shall make me a bride ! ' And the glowworm came With its silvery flame, And sparkled and shone Thro' the night of St. John ; And soon as the young maid her love-knot tied. ** With noiseless tread To her chamber she sped, Where the spectral moon her white beams shed. * Bloom here, bloom here, thou plant of power. To deck the young bride in her bridal hour ! ' But it drooped its head, that plant of power. And died the mute death of the voiceless flower; And a withered wreath on the ground it lay, More meet for a burial than bridal day. And when a year was past away. All pale on her bier the young maid lay I And the glowworm came With its silvery flame, And sparkled and shone Thro' the night of St. John ; And they closed the cold grave o'er the maid's cold clay. " Many other somewhat similar floral oracles are yet consulted in various parts of the world, and many somewhat resemblant customs are still practised, as will be perceived by the student of this volume, wherein may be discovered some amusing modes of consulting these modern Sibylline Leaves, with a certainty of obtaining oracular responses. There yet, however, remains some customs appertaining to florigraphy which must be noticed here, not the least inte- resting of which are those mysterious ceremonies connected with the festival of Saint Valentine, the patron saint of matri- 334 Ihe Floral Oracle. monially-inclined birds and lovers ; and upon the eve of whose day — that sacred day to which the crocus is dedicated — " all the rising generation," observes an unloveable author, ''feel that they have reached the years of ///discretion, and think it full time for them to fall in love, or be fallen in love with. Accordingly, infinite are the crow-quills that move mincingly between embossed margins, *" And those rhyme now who never rhymed before, And those who always rhymed now rhyme the more ! ' " As a tribute to the saint, Montgomery has placed the fol- lowing valentine wreath upon the vernal shrine of the New Year : *' Rosy red the hills appear '* O'er the margin of the flood With the light of morning, Pluck the daisy peeping; Beauteous clouds, in aether clear, Through the covert of the wood All the east adorning; Hunt the sorrel creeping; White through mist the meadows shine : With the little celandine Wake, my love, my valentine ! Crown my love, my valentine ! '* For thy locks of raven hue, *' Pansies on their lowly stems Flowers of hoar-frost pearly, Scattered o'er the fallows. Crocus-cups of gold and blue, Hazel-buds with crimson gems. Snowdrops drooping early, Green and glossy sallows. With mezereon-sprigs combine : Tufted moss and ivy twine. Rise, my love, my valentine ! Deck my love, my valentine ! *' Few and simple flow'rets these ; Yet to me less glorious Garden-beds and orchard-trees ! Since this wreath victorious Binds you now for ever mine, O my love, my valentine ! " A very ancient custom in vogue on the eve of the anxiously- awaited Fourteenth of February is thus described in the almost forgotten ''Connoisseur:" "Last Friday was Valentine's Day, and the night previous I got five bay-leaves, and pinned four of them to the four corners of my pillows, and the fifth to the middle; and then, if I dreamt of my sweetheart, I was told that we should be married before the year was out." Whether the fates proved propitious deponent does not state. Another and more daring attempt to wrest, by means of florigraphic oracles, the secrets of futurity, is practised by country maidens on St. Mark's-eve. Towards dusk they proceed to the church porch, and there place a bouquet of certain symbolic flowers The Floral Oracle. 335 in a position where it may readily be found in the dark; they then return home and await the approach of midnight. Just before twelve o'clock strikes they once more proceed to the church, and the one who seeks to learn her fate remains in the porch until the hour has struck : the girl's friends are permitted to accompany her as far as the gate of the churchyard, but beyond that she must perform her adventurous journey alone. When she gains the bouquet she beholds, if she is to be married within the year, a wedding procession pass by, with a bride in her own likeness, walking with that of her future husband : as many bridesmen and maidens as she sees following the bridal pair, so many months will elapse before the foreshadowed wedding. If she is to die unmarried, then the expected pro- cession will be a funeral, consisting of a coffin covered with a white pall, and borne on the shoulders of twelve seeming head- less phantoms. In a lictipn attributed to Hannah More, it is related that, among other superstitious practices of a certain Sally Evans, " she would never go to bed on Midsummer-eve without stick- ing up in her room the well-known plant called midsunimer mew, as the bending of the leaves to the right or to the left would never fail to tell her whether her lover was true or false." The plant here alluded to is better known as orpine, and the above custom is thus adverted to in the " Cottage Girl," a poem purporting to have been written on Midsummer-eve, 1786: *' The rustic maid invokes her swain, ** Oft on the shrub she casts her eye, And hails, to pensive damsels dear, That spoke her true-love's secret sigh, This eve, though direst of the year. Or else, alas ! too plainly told ***** Her true-love's faithless heart was cold." Such floral customs, as every one knows, are not confined to one particular nation or one especial district, but are practised with unimportant alterations in every country of the globe, and by all peoples. .€ Typical Bouquets. THE editor of a well-arranged language of flowers, chiefly- translated from the French, tells us that in the East a bouquet of token-flowers, "ingeniously selected and put to- gether for the purpose of communicating in secret and expres- sive language the sentiments of the heart, is called a salaa7n, or salutation Written love-letters would often be inadequate to convey an idea of the feelings which are thus expressed through the medium of flowers. Thus orange- blossoms signify hope ; marygolds, despair ; sunflowers, con- stancy ; roses, beauty ; and tulips represent the complaints of infidelity. This hieroglyphic language is known only to the lover and his mistress. In order to envelope it more com- pletely in the veil of secrecy, the significations of the different flowers are changed in conformity with a preconcerted plan : for example, the rose is employed to express the idea which would otherwise be attached to the amaranth ; the carnation is substituted for the pomegranate-blossom, and so on." The Chinese and Persian ladies have much of that taste and love of beauty and elegance which belong especially to Oriental nations, and signify their love, friendship, anger, dis- dain, and other feelings by various blossoms formed into bou- quets ; and to them the flowers convey a language of their own. We are told that in Persia, for instance, the tulip, whose blossom in its native country is scarlet, while the centre of its glowing cup is black, is used to express warm affection, and, when sent by a lover, will convey to the object of his attach- ment the idea that, like this flower, his face is warm, and his heart consumed as a coal. The gradual progress of aflection is expressed by the gift of a rose in its various developments, from the small rosebud to the fully expanded blossom ; and despair is signified by the CIU'IH tl«B! / Typical Bouquets. 337 nosegay formed of myrtle entwined with the cypres.^ and poppy. The two latter symbols would find a ready interpre- tation in any country; but to us the gay tulip might seem ill adapted to convey sentiment, and would rather remind us of that display which courts admiration. The bergamotte and jasmine, both of which in Eastern countries possess the most powerful fragrance, are beautifully emblematic of the sweets ot friendship. Reverting next to India, which, as a florigraphical authority states, " may be regarded as the cradle of poetry," we are in- formed that it is customary there to express by the combina- tion of flowers those sentiments of the heart which are regarded as too refined and sacred to be communicated through the common medium of words. The young females of Amboyna are singularly ingenious in the art of conversing in the language of flowers and fruits. Yet this language, like that employed in Turkey and in other parts of the East, bears little resem- blance to that with Vv^hich we have been hitherto acquainted in Europe ; although, according to the received notion, we were indebted for our first knowledge of this language to the Cru- saders and to pilgrims who visited the Holy Land. Lady Montague tells us that in Turkey you may, through the assistance of these emblems, either quarrel, reproach, or send letters of passion, friendship, or civility, or even news, without ever inking your fingers ; for there is no w^eed, no fruit, no herb, nor flower, that has not a verse belonging to it. So, too, no Turkish lady would send a congratulatory message, or a ceremonious invitation, without sending with it some em- blematical flowers, carefully wrapped in an embroidered hand- kerchief, made fragrant by the odours of other flowers, which conveyed also an emblematical meaning. But these are merely fragments of the customs of the Eastern nations, where all was symbol, emblem, and allegory, and where imagination usurped the power and controlled even the affairs of state. In his "Letters on Greece," Castellan remarks that, when he was passing through a valley on the Bosphorus, his atten- tion was engaged by an incident thoroughly characteristic of Oriental life. Beneath the grated window of a small country villa stood a young Turk, serenading the object of his affection with some such lay as this : 22 338 Typical Bouquets. ** The nightingale wanders from flower to flower. Seeking the rose, his heart's only prize; Thus did my love change every hour, Until I saw thee, light of my eyes ! " On the conclusion of this love ditty, the lattice of the win- dow was opened, and a small white hand dropped a bouquet of flowers, which was picked up and eagerly scrutinized by the serenader. Apparently satisfied by the message thus conveyed, he fastened it to his turban, signified his approval to the con- cealed donor, and withdrew. From his garb he appeared no- thing more than a poor water-carrier ; but, says the Turkish proverb, " however high a woman's head may be, her feet touch the earth." The hidden damsel was, it appears, actually the daughter of a wealthy Jew. There is an appropriate passage in the " Bride of Abydos '* relating to a token-bouquet : ** She saw in curious order set. The fairest flowers of Eastern land : He loved them once — may touch them yet, If offered by Zuleika's hand. The childish thought was hardly breathed Before the rose was plucked and wreathed; The next fond moment saw her seat Her fairy form at Selim's feet. * This rose, to calm my brother's fears, A message from the bulbul* bears ; It says, to-night he will prolong, For Selim's ear, his sweetest song; And though his note is somewhat sad. He '11 try, for once, a strain more glad, "With some faint hope, his altered lay May sing these gloomy thoughts away.*" The delicate manner in which the French make use of this sweet mode of floral correspondence may be gathered from this " Dialogue " of Christine Fire : THE LOVER. THE LADY. *'I give to thee the Autumn rose, **I give to thee the aspen-leaf — Let it say how dear thou art ; 'T is to show I tremble still All my lips dare not disclose, When I muse on all the grief Let it whisper to thy heart ; Love can cause, if false or ill ; How love draws my soul to thee, How, too, many have believed, Without language thou may'st see. Trusted long, and been deceived. Nightingale, Typical Bouquets. 339 LOVER. LADY. **I give to thee a faded wreath, **I give to thee the honey-flower, Teaching thee, alas ! too well, Courteous, best, and bravest knight ; How I spent my latest breath, Fragrant in the Summer shower. Seeking all my truth to tell ; Shrinking from the sunny light : But thy coldness made me die May it not an emblem prove Victim of thy cruelty. Of untold, but tender love?" Many of the Scotch poets have availed themselves of the charming fancies of floralic emblems with which to paint the emotions of loving, and portray the beauties of their beloved. None of them have made more successful incursions into these tempting blossomy realms of floral romance than has Burns, as for instance, in his pretty " Posie/' of which lyric, Professor Wilson remarked, that similar sentiments inspired Meleager, in the composition of his symbolic " Garland of Heliodora : " ** O luve will venture in where it dauma weel be seen ; O luve will venture in where wisdom aince has been ; But I will down yon river rove, amang the wood sae green — And a' to pu' a posie to my ain dear May. ** The primrose I will pu', the firstling of the year, And I will pu' the pink, the emblem o' my dear. For she 's the pink o' womankind, and blooms without a peer — And a' to be a posie to my ain dear May. ** I '11 pu' the budding rose when Phoebus peeps in view, For it 's like a bonnie kiss o' her sweet bonnie mou' ; The hyacinth for constancy, wi' its unchanging blue — And a' to be a posie to my ain dear May. *' The lily it is pure, and the lily it is fair, And in her lovely bosom I '11 place the lily there ; The daisy 's for simplicity and unaffected air — """Aiid a' to be a posie to my ain dear May. " The hawthorn I will pu', with its locks o' siller gray. Where, like an aged man, it stands at break of day. But the songster's nest within the bush I winna' tak' away — And a' to be a posie to my ain dear May. ** The woodbine I will pu' when the e'ening star is near, And the diamond-drops of dew shall be her een sae clear ; The violet 's for modesty which weel she fa 's to wear — And a' to be a posie to my ain dear May. " I '11 tie the posie round wi' the silken band o' luve. And I '11 place it in her breast, and I '11 swear by a' above, That to my latest draught of life the band shall ne'er remove — And this will be a posie to my ain dear May." How, had he read this heartfelt " simple lay," could Holmes have sung : ^ 22 — 2 340 Typical Bouquets. " Can a simple lay, Flung on thy bosom like a girl's bouquet ^ Do more than deck thee for an idle hour, Then fall unheeded, fading like the flower?** How, indeed, could he have rhymed — he who tells us "with- ered flowers recall forgotten love " — had he even had such a gossip with a bouquet as did Mrs. Sigourney, wherein she did conjure the fair typical creatures to *' Speak, speak, sweet guests ! Yes, ope your lips in words, "T is my delight to talk with you, and fain I '11 have an answer. I 've been long convinced You understand me ; " for, as this same sweet poetess says, though their ** Language is slow. Yet theirs is a love Simple and sure, that asks no discipline Of weary years, — the language of the soul Told through the eye" by means of emblematic flowers. What a boon to lovers this fragrant language must be ! Well might Leigh Hunt exclaim, " in words that breathe " as sweetly as the subject of his verse : " An exquisite invention this, Taking due care one's flowers of speech Worthy of love's most honied kiss, To guard from blight as well as bathos, This art of writing billet doux And watering, every day, one's pathos. In buds and odours, and bright hues; .. . ^ , . . , , In saymg all one feels and thinks ^ l^^ter comes just gathered : we In clever daffodils and pinks, P?.te on its tender brilliancy; Uttering (as well as silence may) J^^j^f ^f ^^s delicate expression _ The sweetest words the sweetest way : ?/ balm_ and pea ; and its confession, How fit, too, for the lady's bosom, ^/^^^ ^^^^h as sweet a maiden blush The place where dillel doux repose 'em. ^^ ever morn bedew d m bush ; _ ^ ^ And then, when we- have kissed its wit, " How charming in some rural spot, And heart, in water putting it, Combining love vnth garden plot. To keep its remarks fresh, go round At once to cultivate one's flowers, Our little eloquent plot of ground, And one's epistolary powers, And with delighted hands compose Growing one's own choice words and Our answer, all of lily and rose, fancies Of tuberose and of violet. In orange-tubs and beds of pansies ; And little darling Onignonette)^ One's sighs and passionate declarations And gratitude and polyanthus. In odorous rhet'ric of carnations ; And flowers that say, ' Felt never man Seeing how far one's stocks will reach; thus !'" Although, in these typical bouquets, much must depend on Typical Bouquets. 341 the character of the messages intended to be conveyed ; upon the variety of the flowers obtainable ; and upon the ingenuity of the sender — the following few simple examples of floral epistles may not prove unacceptable : Example Bouquets. I. — May Maternal Love protect your Youth in Innocence and Joy. Emblems required: Moss . . . Maternal love. Bearded Crepis, or Juniper . . Protection. Primroses Daisy V/ood Sorrel Youth. I InnoceiUf. v Joy. II. — Your Friendliness bids me hope to obtain your Love. Emblems required: Ivy or Acacia, Friendship. Snowdrop or Hawthorn, Hope. Myrtle or Rose, Lovi. III. — Let the Bonds of Marriage unite us. E'/nblems required: Blue Convolvulus, Bonds. Linden-leaf or Yellow Ivy, Matrimony. A few Straws, Union. IV. — Keep your Promise to meet me to-night. Do not Forget. Emblems required: Plum-blossom . . Keep your promise. \ Convolvulus , . . Night. Sweet Pea A 7neetiti,g. Forget-me-not Do not forget. A Red Rose, / love you. VL — By Foresight you vi^ill surmount your 'Difficulties. Emblems required: HoWy, Foresight. Mistletoe, Youwi II surmount your difficulties. VII. — To Love is a Pleasure, a Happiness, which intoxicates; to cease to Love is ceasing to exist; it is to have bought this sad Truth: that Innocence is Falsehood, Love an Art, and Happiness a Dream. Emblems required : Pink . Pure love. Nightshade Truth. Wood Sorrel or Ivy Joy. Daisy . . , Innocence. Sweet Sultan . HapptJtess. Bugloss . . , Falsehood Vine-leaf Ifitoxication. Myrtle . Love. Pink, reversed Cessation of love. Acanthus . An art. Lucern, reversed . Cessation of life. Sweet Sultan . Hap pine SI Wheat-ear A purcJiase. Poppy Sleep. A dead leaf . » Sadness. W^^ Emblematic Garlands. **They tell in a garland their loves and cares." EMBLEMATIC GARLANDS hold such an important position in floral symbolism that, despite the many- allusions to them in various portions of this work, it was deemed undesirable to leave them without the honour of a distinct chapter. What a prominent part wreaths and garlands played in the social histories of Greece, Rome, and the middle ages of Europe has already been depicted in former pages ; it there- fore only remains to turn to our poets, and hear what sweet things they have to say upon the subject. Our older bards were frequently accustomed to make their heroes ** Gather a wreath from the garden bowers, And tell the wish of their hearts in flowers ; '* and none have left more noteworthy examples than William Browne and Michael Drayton, the latter of whom, in his " Muses' Elysium," thus heralds the way : The garland long ago was worn As Time pleased to bestow it : The laurel only to adorn The conqueror and \h& poet. The palm his due who, uncontroU'd, On danger looking gravely, When Fate had done the worst it could, Who bore his fortune bravely. Most worthy of the oaken wreath The ancients him esteemed Who in a battle had from death Some man of worth redeemed, A wreath of vervain heralds wear, Among our garlands named, Being sent the dreadful news to bear, Offensive war proclaim'd. " The sign oi peace who first displays The olive wreath possesses ; The lover with the myrtle sprays Adorns his crisped tresses. " In love, the ^zA forsaken wight, The willow garland weareth ; The funeral wight, befitting night, The baleful cypress beareth. ** To Pan we dedicate the pine, Whose slips the shepherd graceth ; Again, the ivy and the vine On the swoU'n Bacchus placeth,*' Emblem A tic Garlands. 343 Amongst modern garlanders, Eliza Cook, in her poem of " The Wreaths," has entered fully into the spirit of these typical coronals, but as the poem will be met with in another section of this book, we will pass on to these lines, from the ** Oriental Love-letter" of Mrs. Pickersgill: ** Within the harem's still retreat, Sitara, at that lovely hour Of eve, had sought her lonely seat. And on embroidered couches laid, Reclin'd the pensive Moslem maid. In vain the beauteous vv^oodbine's wound, Like Love's light bonds, the casement round, "Wafting their tribute of perfume, And laughing in their roseate bloom ; For all neglected lay her lute Whose every moving strain was mute ; No longer was her buoyant song Borne by the southern breeze along, Nor flowers, nor lute, nor sparkling stream, Could woo her from Love's witching dream. Though close within the harem bower They deem'd her safe from Love's fond power. Yet in what deep sequester'd cell Will not the winged urchin dwell? For e'en within a flow'ry wreath Young Love his first fond vows may breathe. And bright emblem flowers declare Joy — Absence — Thraldom — Hope — Despair ! ** Perchance amid those flowers he dwells, Nestling beneath the myrtle-bells And on its fragrance wafts a sigh While sunned beneath her radiant eye. And e'en those buds of crimson hue Breathe vows of love, both pure and true. While the bright golden flow'ret bears His ever-changing hopes and fears ; And Beauty's type, the joyous rose, Unfolds the soft and flattering tale. That her young cheek with lustre glows. Which makes his vaunted bloom seem pale. Then may not her young bosom well Receive the vows those emblems tell ; And her dark downcast eye reveal Thoughts which her tongue might else conceal? And why, then, from the garland's pride Does she those simple flowers divide. And place them pensively apart, As if some chord within her heart Vibrated? Know, amidst their bloom Those purple buds of absence breathe. Which well might shed a passing gloom O'er her fair brow — did not the wreath Of fairy Hope from Spring's bright flowers Shine in those tufts of snowy flowers. Which, joined with Memory's solace, still Shield's Love's young buds from Win- ter's chill." Pringle, one of old Scotia's peasant bards, has also arranged these " interpreters of love " in a representative wreath : ** I sought the garden's ^2c^ parterre. To cull a wreath for Mary's hair. And thought I surely here might find Some emblem of her lovely mind. Where taste displays the varied bloom Of Flora's beauteous drawing-room. And first of peerless form and hue. The stately lily caught my view. Fair bending from her graceful stem Like queen with regal diadem ; But though I viewed her with delight. She seem'd too much to woo the sight — A fashionable belle — to shine In some more courtly wreath than mme I turned, and saw a tempting row Of flaunting tulips, full in blow ; But left them with their gaudy dyes 344 Emblematic Garlands. To Nature's beaux — the butterflies. Of friends that change as fortunes shift ! Bewildered 'mid a thousand hues, Tired of the search, I bent my way Still harder grew the task to choose : Where Teviot's haunted waters stray ; Here, delicate carnations bent And from the wild flowers of the grove Their heads in lovely languishment — - I framed a garland for my love : Much as a pensive Miss expresses. The slender circlet first to twine With neck declined, her soft distresses ! I plucked the rambling eglantine. There, gay jonquils in foppish pride That decked the cliffs in clusters free, Stood by the painted lily's side, As sportive and as sweet as she : And hollyhocks superbly tall I stole the violet from the brook, Beside the crown imperial ; Though hid like her in shady nook, But still, 'midst all this gorgeous glov7, And wove it with the mountain thyme — Seemed less of sweetness than of show. The myrtle of our stormy clime : While close beside in warning grew The harebell looked like Mary's eye. The allegoric thyme and rue. The blush-rose breathed her tender sigli, There, too, stood that fair-weather And daisies, bathed in dew, exprest flower. Her innocent and gentle breast. Which, faithful still in sunshine hour. And now, my Mary's brow to braid. With fervent adoration turns This chaplet in her bower is laid, Its breast where golden Phoebus burns — A fragrant emblem, fresh and wild, Base symbol (which I scorned to lift) Of simple Nature's sweetest child." Percival, one of the countless multitudes of new and true minstrels who have sprung up during the last half-century in **the land of the free," has in the annexed emblematic wreath expressed the American fondness for that Ori(;ntal fancy — the language of flowers : *' In Eastern lands they talk in flowers. And they tell in a garland their loves and cares : Each blossom that blooms in their garden bowers, On its leaves a mystic language bears. " The rose is a sign of joy and love, Young blushing love in its earliest dawn; And the mildness that suits the gentle dove, From the myrtle's snowy flower is drawn. ** Innocence shines in the lily's bell. Pure as the heart in its native heaven ; Fame's bright star and glory's swell, In the glossy leaf of the bay are given. " The silent, soft, and humble heart, In the violet's hidden sweetness breathes; And the tender soul that cannot part, A twine of evergreen fondly wreathes. ** The cypress that daily shades the grave. Is sorrow that mourns her bitter lot ; And faith, that a thousand ills can brave, Speaks in thy blue leaves, forget-me-not. '* Then gather a wreath from the garden bowers, And tell the wish of thy heart in flowers. " _ft The Vocabulary. The Vocabulary. ^art tfje JFirst. ABECEDARY Abatina Acacia .... Acacia, Rose or White. Acacia, Yellow Acanthus Acaha .... Achillea Millefolia Achimenes Cupreata . Aconite (Wolfsbane) . Aconite, Crowfoot Adonis, Flos African Marigold AgiiUS Castus Agrimony Almond, Common Almond, Flowering Almond, Laurel . Allspice Aloe . . . . Althsea Frutex Syrian) Mallow) . Alyssum, Sweet . Amaranth, Globe Amaranth (Cockscomb) Amaryllis Ambrosia American Cowslip American Elm American Linden American Starwort Amethyst Andromeda . Anemone (Zephyr Fir.) Anemone, Garden Angelica Angrec . . • . Apricot Blossom . Apple . . . . Apple Blossom Apple, Thorn . Apocynum (Dogsbane) Arbor Vitae . Volubility. Fickleness. Friendship. Elegance. Secret love. The fine arts. Artifice. Temperance. War. Such worth is rare. Misanthropy. Lustre. Sad memories. Vtdgar minds. Coldness. Indifi'erence. Thankftilness. Grati- tude. Stupidity. Indiscretion Hope. Perfidy. Cojnpassion. Grief. Religious super- stition. Bitterness. Persuasion. Worth beyond heauty. Immortality Unfad- ing love. Foppery. Affectation. Pride. Tiinidity. Splendid beauty. Love returned. Divine beauty. Patriotism.. Matri^nony. Welcome to a stranger. Cheerfulness in old age. Aduiiratiott. Self-sacrifice. Sickness. Expectation. Forsaken. Inspiration, or Magic. Royalty. Doiibt. Temptation. Prefere7ice. Fam^e speaks hiin great and good. Deceitful charms. Deceit. Unchanging friend- ship. Live for tne. Arbutus « , Arum (Wake Robin) . Ash - leaved Trumpet Flower Ash, Mountain Ash Tree Aspen Tree . Aster (China) Asphodel Auricula Auricula, Scarlet Austurtium . Autumnal Leaves Azalea . BACHELOR'S Button Balm . . . . Balm, Gentle Balm of Gilead . Balsam, Red Balsam, Yellow . Barberry Basil . . . . Bay Leaf Bay (Rose) Rhododen- dron . . . . Bay Tree Bay Wreath . Bearded Crepis . Beech Tree . Bee Orchis . Bee Ophrys . Begonia Belladonna . Bell Flower, Pyramidal. Bell Flower (sm. white) Belvedere Betony. Bilberry Bindweed, Great . Bindweed, Small . Birch . . . . Birdsfoot (Trefoil) Bittersweet ; Night- shade Thee only do I love. A rdojir. Zeal. Separation. Prudetice, or With me you are safe. Grandetir. Lamentation, or Fear. Variety. After-thought. My regrets follow you to the grave. Painting. Avarice. Splendour. Melancholy. Tetnperance. Celibacy. Sympathy. Pleasantry. Ctire. Relief. Touch me not. Impa^ tient resolves. Impatiettce. Sharpness of temper. Hatred. I cJiajige but itt death. Danger. Beware. Glory. Reward ofm,erit. Protection. Prosperity. Industry. Error. Deformity. Silence. Hush ! Constancy. Gratitude. I declare against you. Surprise. Treachery . Insinuation. Importu- nity. Humility. Meekness. .Revenge. Truth. 356 The Vocabular y. Black Poplar Blackthorn . Bladder Nut Tree Bluebottle (Centaury) . Bluebell Blue-flowered Greek Valerian . Bonus Henricus Borage . Box Tree Bramble Branch of Currants Branch of Thorns Bridal Rose . Broom .... Browallia Jamisonii Buckbean Bud of White Rose . Buglos .... Bulrush . ... Bundle of Reeds, with their Panicles . Burdock Courage. Affliction. Diffictdty. Frivolity. Amusement. Delicacy. Constancy. Sorro%vful regret. Rupttire. Goodness. Bhintness. Stoicism. Lowliness. Envy. Re- Cereus, Creeping. Centaury Champignon Chequered Fritillary Cherry Tree, White Cherry Blossom . Chestnut Tree Chinese Primrose Chickvveed . Chicory China Aster . China Aster, Double Bur . . . Buttercup (Kingcup) Buttercups . Butterfly Orchis . Butterfly Weed . CABBAGE Cacalia Cactus . Calla ^thiopica Calceolaria . Caly can thus . Camellia Japonica, Red Ditto, White Camomile Campanula Pyramida . Camphire Canary Grass Candytuft Canterbury Bell Cape Jasmine Cardamine . Carnation, Deep Red Carnation, Striped Carnation, Yellow Cardinal Flower Catchfly Catchfly, Red Catchfly, White Cattleya Cattleya, Pineli Cedar . Cedar of Lebanon Cedar Leaf . Celandine, Lesser morse. You please all. Severity. Rigour. Happy love. H7iinility. Neatness. Couldyoii bear poverty ? Calm repose. A heart ignorant of love. Falsehood. Indiscretion. Docility. Music. . Importunity. Touch ■me not. . Rudetiess. You weary me. . Ingratitude. Childish- ness. . Riches. . Gaiety. . Let me go. Profit. Adulation. IVarmth. Magftijicent beauty. I offer you pecuniary assistance, or I offer you my fortutie. Betievoletice. Uiipretending excel- lence. Perfected loveliness. Energy z'w adversity. Aspiring. Fragrance. Persevera nee. hidiffercjice. A cknowledgtnent. I atJt too Jiappy. Paternal error. Alas! for m.y poor heart. Refisal. Disdain. Distinction. Snare. Yoicthful love. Bitrayed. Mature charms. Matro7ily grace. Strength. Incorruptible. I live for tJiee. Joys to come. China Aster, Single China or Indian Pink China Rose . Chinese Modest genitts. Delicacy. Suspicion. Persecution. Good education. Insincerity. Do me justice. Lasting love. Rendezvous. . Frugality. Variety. I partake your senti- tne7its. . I will thittk of it. . Aversion. Beauty always new. Chrysanthe- CJieerfulness under ad' mum .... versity. Chorozema Varium . You have many lovers. Christmas Rose . . Relieve my anxiety. Chrysanthemum, Red . / love. Chrysanthemum, White Truth. Chrysanthemum, Yell. Slighted love. . A Iways delightful. Maternal affection. Cineraria Cinquefoil Circaea . Cistus, or Rock Rose Cistus, Gum . Citron . Clarkia . Clematis Clematis, Evergreen Cliantlius Saffron Coltsfoot ■' Columbine Columbine, Purple Columbine, Red . Convolvulus Ciotbur . Cloves . Clover, Four-leaved Clover, Red . Clover, White Cobsea . Cockscomb Amaranth spell. Popular favour. I shall die to-morrow. Ill-7iat7ired beauty. The variety of yo7ir con- versation delights m.e. Me7ital beauty. Artifice Poverty. Worldliness. Self-seek- ing. Pertittacity. . R7ide7iess. . Dig7tity. . Be mi7te. . Didustry. . Thi7ik ofm.e. Promise. . Gossip. . Foppery. Affectation. Si7tg7{larity. Colchicum, or Meadow , My best days are past. Justice shall be done. Folly. Resolved to win. . A7txious and tretnb' li7ig. Bo7ids. Convolvulus, Bl. (Min.) Repose. Night. Convolvulus, Major . Exti7iguished hopes. Convolvulus, Pink Corchorus Coreopsis Coreopsis Arkansa Coriander Com Corn, Broken Corn Straw . Corn Bottle . Corn Cockle . Cornflower . Cornel Tree . Coronella Worth S7istai7ted byj'u- dicio7is and tender affect io7i. . I77ipatie7it of absence. . A livays cheerful. . Love at first sight. . Hidde7i worth. • Riches. . Qiiarrel. . Agree77tent. . Delicacy. . Gentility. . Delicacy. . Dtiration. . Success crown your wishes. l^HE Vocabulary. 357 Cosmelia Subra . . The charm of a blush. Endive , . Frugality. Cowslip . . Pensiveness. Wi7ini7ig Escholzia . , . Do not refuse me. grace. Youthful Eupatorium . . Delay. beauty. Evening Primrose . Silent Love. Cowslip, Americai] I . Divine beauty. Ever-flowing Candytuft Indiffere7ice. Crab (Blossom) . . Ill nature. Evergreen Clematis . Poverty. Cranberry . Cure for heartache. Evergreen Thorn . . Solace in adversity. Creeping Cereus . . Horror. Everlasting . . Never-ceasing reme^n- Cress . Stability. Power. braftce. Crocus . . Abuse not. hnpatience. Everlasting Pea , f Lasting pleasure. Crocus, Spring . Youthjul glathiess. Crocus, Saffron . Mirth. Cheerfulness. Crown, Imperial . . Majesty. Power. L^ENNEL . Worthy all praise. Crowsbill . Envy. Strength. Crowfoot . Ingratitude. .Fern . . Fascination. Magic. Crowfoot (Aconite -Ivd.) Ltcstre. Sincerity. Cuckoo Plant . Ardour. Ficoides, Ice Plant . Your looks freeze me. Cudweed, Americ an . Unceasing remejn- Fig . . . . A rgumettt. brajice. Fig Marygold . Idlejiess. Currant . . Thy frown will kill me. Fig Tree . Prolific. _ Cuscuta . Meanness. Filbert . . Reconciliation. Cyclamen . Diffidence. Fir ... . Time. Cypress . Death. Mourning. Fir Tree . Elevation. Flax . . Domestic industry. Fate. I feel your T^AFFODIL . Regard. Unrequited kindness. love. Flax-lvd. Golden-locks Tardijiess. Dahlia . . . Instability. Pomp. Fleur-de-Lys . Flame. I bum. Daisy . . Innocence. Fleur-de-Luce . F'ire. Daisy, Garden . I share your sentimejits. Flowering Fern . . Reverie. Daisy, Michaelma s . Farewell, or After- Flowering Reed . . Confidence in Heaven. thought. Flower-of-an-Hour . Delicate beauty. Daisy, Parti-colou red . Beatity. Fly Orchis . . Error. Daisy, Wild . , I will think of it. Flytrap . . Deceit. Damask Rose . Brilliant complexion. Fool's Parsley . Silliness. Dandelion . . Rustic oracle. Forget-me-not . Forget-me-not. Dandelion, or Thistle- Foxglove . Insincerity. ■ ^ seed-head .' . Depart. Foxtail Grass . Sporting. Daphne . Glory. Immortality. Franciscea Latifolia . Beware of false friends. Daphne Odora . Painti-ag the lily. French Honeysuckle . Rustic beatity. Darnel . . Vice. French Marygold . . Jealousy. Dead Leaves . Sadness. French Willow . Bravery and humanity Deadly Nightshac e . Falsehood. Frog Ophrys . Disg7(st. Dew Plant . . A serenade. Fuller's Teasel . Misanthropy. Dianthus . Make haste. Fumitory . Spleeit. Diosma . . Your simple elegance Fuchsia, Scarlet . . Taste. charms me. Furze, or Gorse . . Love for all seasons. Dipteracanthus Sj jecta- Anger. bills . _ . . Fortitude. Diplademia Crassinoda You are too bold. Dittany of Crete . _ .Birth. - /"* ARDEN Anemone Forsaken. Dittany of Crete, A (Vhite Passion. VJT Garden Chervil . Sincerity. Dock . . Patience. Garden Daisy . I pa7-take your senti- Dodder of Thyme . Baseness. ments. Dogsbane . Deceit. Falsehood. Garden Marygold . Uneasiness. Dogwood . Drirability. Garden Ranunculus . Yozi are rich in attrac- Dragon Plant . Snare. tions . Dragonwort . . Horror. Garden Sage . Esteem. Dried Flax . . Utility. Garland of Roses . . Reward of virtue. Gardenia . Refinement. Germander Speedwell . P'acility. \7 1?0NY TRE P/ Echites Ati E . Blackness. Geranium . Deceit. •opur- Geraniujn, Dark . . Melancholy, purea . Be warned in time. Geranium, Horseshoe- Eglantine (Sweetbrlar) Poetry. I wound to , leaf . . Stupidity. heal. Geranium, Ivy . Bridal favour. Elder . . Zealousness. Geranium, Lemon . Unexpected meeting. Elm . . Dignity. Geranium, Nutmeg . Expected meetins:. Enchanter'sNightshade WitcJicraft. Sorcery. Geranium, Oak-leaved True friendship. ;58 The Vocabulary. Geranium, Pencilled . Geranium, Rose-scntd, Geranium, Scarlet Geranium, Silver-leavd. Geranium, Wild . Gillyflower . Gladioli . . . . Glory Flower Goat's Rue . Golden Rod . Gooseberry . Gourd . . . , Grammanthus Chlora- flora . . . . Grape, Wild . Grass . . . . Guelder Rose Ingenuity. Preference. Comforting. Recall. Steadfast piety. Bo7tds of affection. Ready arjned. Glorious beauty. Reason. Precaution. Ajtticipation. Extoftt. Bulk. Your tetnper is too hasty. Charity. Submission. Utility. Winter. Age. HAND Flower Tree Harebell . Hawkweed . . Hawthorn Hazel . . . . Heart's-ease, or Pansy Heath . . . . Helenium . , Heliotrope . . Hellebore Helmet Flower(Monks- hood) Hemlock . . Hemp . . . . Henbane . . Hepatica , . Hibiscus . . Holly . . . . Holly Herb . Hollyhock . Honesty Honey Flower Honeysuckle Honeysuckle, Coral Honeysuckle, French Hop . . . . Hornbeam . Horse Chestnut . Hortensia Houseleek . . Houstonia . , Hoya . . . . Hoyabella . Humble Plant , Hundred-leaved Rose . Hyacinth . * . Hyacinth, Purple Hyacinth, White . Hydrangea . Hyssop Warning. Submission. Grief. Q u ick-sightedness. Hope. Reco7tciliation. Tho2ights. Solitude. Tears. Devotio7t or, I turn to tJtee. Scandal. Calumny. Kn igh t-erra 7itry. You will be 7ny death. Fate. Im.perfection. Confide7tce. Delicate beauty. Foresight. E7icha7it77tent. A 7nbitio7i. Fectmdity. Ho7iesty, Fascination. Love sweet and secret. Generous a7id devoted affection. The colour of my fate. Rustic beauty. Hijustice. Orna77ient. Luxury. You are cold. Vivacity. Domestic in- dustry. Content. Sculpture. Content7nent. Despondency. Dig7iity of mind. Sport. Gajne. Play. Sorrowful. Unobtrusive loveli7iess. A boaster. Cleanliness. Indian Cress Indian Jasmine (Ipo- moea) Indian Pink (Double) . Indian Plum Iris . . . . Iris, German Ivy . . . . Ivy, Sprig of, with Ten- drils . . . . JACOB'S Ladder J Japan Rose . Japanese Lilies Jasmine Jasmine, Cape Jasmine, Carolina Jasmine, Indian Jasmine, Spanish Jasmine, Yellow Jonquil Judas Tree . Julienne, White Juniper Justicia Warlike troihy. A ttach77tent. Always lovely. Privation. Message. Fla7ne. Friendship. Fidelity. Marriage. Assiduous to please. TCELAND Moss JL Ice Plant Imbricata Imperial Montague . Health. . Your looks freeze me. . Upright7tess. Senti- ments of honour. . Power. KENNEDIA. Kingcups . T ABURNUM Lady's Slipper Lagerstrsemia, Indian Lantana Lapageria Rosea , Larch . Larkspur Larkspur, Pink Larkspur, Purple Laurel . Laurel, Common, m flower Laurel, Ground Laurel, Mountain Laurel-leavd. Magnolia Laurestina . Lavender Leaves (dead) Lemon . Lemon Blossoms Leschenaultia Splen- dens . Lettuce Lichen . Lilac, Field . Lilac, Purple Lilac, White Lily, Day Lily, Imperial Lily, White . . Come down. . Beauty is your only at- tractio7i. . You ca7inot deceive me. . A7niability. . Tra7isport of joy. . Separation. . I attach vtyself to you. . Se7tsuality. . Grace and elegance. . I desire a retur7t of af- fection. . Unbelief. Betrayal. , Despair not; God is everywhere. . Succour. Protection. . The perfection of fe- made loveliftess. . Mental beauty. . Desire of riches. Forsaken. Pensive beauty. CapT^cious beauty. Win i7ie and wear me. Eloquence. Rigour. There is no unalloyed good. Audacity. Boldness. , Lightness. Levity. Fickleness. Haughtiness. Glory. Perfidy. Perseverance. A 77 tbition. Dig7iity. A token. Distrust. Melancholy. Zest. Fidelity in love. You are cJtar77ting. Cold-heartedness. Dejection. Solitude. Hu77tility. First e77totions of love. Youthful innocence. Coquetry. Majesty. Purity. Sweetness. The Vocabulary. 359 Lily, Yellow . Falsehood. Gaiety. Moschatel . , Weakness. Lily of the Valley . Return of happitiess. Moss . . Maternal love. Unconscious sweetness. Mosses . Eniiui. Linden or Lime Trees . Conj'tigal love. Mossy Saxifrage . Affection. Lint . I feel my obligations. ' Motherwort . . Concealed love. Live Oak . Liberty. Mountain Ash . Prudence. Liverwort . Cojtfidence. Mourning Bride . . Unfortunate attach- Liquorice, Wild . . I declare against you. ■ment. I Jiave lost all. Lobelia . Malevolence. Mouse-eared Chick - Locust Tree . . Elegance. weed . . Ingenuous simplicity. Locust Tree (green) . Affection beyond the Mouse-eared Scorpion grave. Grass . Forget-me-not. London Pride . Frivolity. Moving Plant Agitation. Lote Tree . . Concord. Mudwort . Happiness. Tranquil' Lotus . . Eloqtience. lity. Lotus Flower . Estranged love. Mulberry Tree, Black . I shall not survive you. Lotus Leaf . . Recantation. Mulberry Tree, White Wisdoin. Love in a Mist . Perplexity. Mushroom . . Stispicion; or, I can't Love lies Bleeding . Hopeless, not heartless. entirely trust you. Lucern . . Life. Musk Plant . . Weakness. Lupin . . Voraciousness. ■ Mustard Seed . Indifference. Myrobalan . . Privation. Myrrh . . Gladttess. ■y/r ADDER . ..Vi Magnolia . . Calumny. Myrtle . . Love. . Love of nature. Mag- nificence. Magnolia, Swamp Mallow . Mallow, Marsh . Mallow, Syrian . Mallow, Venetian . Perseverance. . Mildness. . Beneficence. . Consujned by love. . Delicate beaiity. ATARCISSUS. J.\ Nasturtium Nemophila . Nettle, Common Sting . Egotism. . Patriotism. . Success everywhere. You are spiteful. . Sf'ander. Malon Creeana . , Will you sJiare viy for- tunes ? . Falsehood. ing . Nettle, Burning . Manchineal Tree . IVT a Ti H r;^ Iff* Nettle Tree . „ . Cmceit. Night-blooming Cereus Traiisient beauty. Maple . Marianthus . m X J. U r r U f . . Reserve. . Hope for better days. Night Convolvulus . Night. Nightshade . . Falsehood Marygold . . Grief. Marygold, African . Vulgar minds. Marygold, French . Jealousy. /^AK Leaves . V^ Oak Tree . . Bravery. Marygold, Prophetic . Prediction. . Hospitalily. Marygold and Cypress Despair. Oak, White . Independtnce. Marjoram . . Blushes. Oats . . The witching soul of Marvel of Peru . . Tim.idity. ■music. Meadow Lychnis. . IVit. Oleander . Beware. Meadow Saffron . . My best days are Past. Olive . . Peace. Meadowsweet . Uselessness. Orange Blossoms. , Your purity equals Mercury . Goodness. your loveliness. M esembryanthemum . Idleiiess. Orange Flowers . . Chastity. Bridal fes- Mezereon . Desire to please. tivities. Michaelmas Daisy . After-thought. Orange Tree ' Generosity. Mignonette . . Your qualities surpc^s Orchis . . A belle. your charms. Osier . . Frankness. Milfoil . . War. Osmunda . Dreatns. Milkvetch . . Your presence softens my pains. Ox Eye . Patience. Milkwort . Hermitage. Mimosa (Sensitive Pit.) Sensitiveness. pALM . X. Pansy . . Victory. Mint . . Virtue. . Thoughts. Mistletoe . I surmount difficulties. Parsley . Festivity. Mitraria Coccinea . Indolence. Dulness. Pasque Flower . . You have no claims. Mock Orange . Counterfeit. Passion Flower . . Religious superstition. M onarda Amplexicaul IS Your whims are quite when the flower ts unbea-yable. . reversed, or Faith if Monkshood . . A deadly foe is near. erect. Monkshood (Helmet Chivalry. Knight- Patience Dock . Patience. Flower) errantry. Pea, Everlasting . . An appointed meetit$^. Moonwort . . Forge tfulness. Lasting pleasure. Morning Glory . . Affectation. Pea, Sweet . Departure. 360 The Vocabulary. Peach . Peach Blossom . Pear . Pear-tree Penstemon Azureum Pennyroyal . Peony . Peppermint . Periwinkle, Blue . Periwinkle, White Persicaria Persimon Peruvian Heliotrope Petunia Pheasant's Eye Phlox . Pigeon Berry Pimpernel . Pine Pine-apple . Pine, Pitch . Pine, Spruce Pink . Pink, Carnation Pink, Indian, Double Pink, Indian, Single Pink, Mountain . Pink, Red, Double Pink, Single . Pink, Variegated Pink, White . Plantain Plane Tree . Plum, Indian Plum Tree . Plum, Wrld . Plumbago Larpenta Polyanthus . Polyanthus, Crimson Polyanthus, Lilac Pomegranate Pomegranate Flower Poor Robin . Poplar, Black Poplar, White Poppy, Red . . Poppy, Scarlet Poppy, White . Potato . Potentilla Prickly Pear Pride of China Primrose Primrose, Eveteing Primrose, Red Privet . Purple Clover Pyrus Japonica . . Yoiir qualities, like your charms, are tcn- egtcalled. . I am your captive. . Affection. . Comfort. . High-bred. . Flee away. . Slux77ie. Bash fulness. . IVannth of feeli7tg. . Early friendship. . Pleasures of memory. . Restoration. . Bury me atnid Nature^ s beattties. . Devotion. . Your presence soothes me. . Remembrance . . UnaniTnity. . Indifference. . Change. Assignation. . Pity. . You are perfect. . Philosophy. , Hope in adversity. . Boldftess. , lVo7na7t's love. . Always lovely. . Aversic7i. . Aspiri7ig. . Pure a7id ardent love. . Ptire love. . Refusal. . l7tge7tiousness. Talent. . White 77ia7is footsteps. , Ge7iizes. . Privation. . Fidelity. . I7idepe7idence. . Holy wishes. . Pride of riches. . The heart's Tnysiery. . Co7iflde7ice. Foolish7tess. Mature elegance. , Co77ipefisation, or an Eq7iivale7it. . Courage. Ti77te. Co7tsolation. Fa7itastic extrava- ga7tce. Sleep. My baTte. . Be7ievole7ice. I claim, at least, your esteefn. Satire. Dissension. Early youth and sad- ness. l7tco7ista7icy. U7tpatro7tized >72erit. Prohibition. Provide7tt. Fairies' fire. Queen's Rocket . Quince . . Yoti are the qtteen of coquettes. Fashion. . Tejnptation. QUAKING GRASS Agitation. Quamoclit . . Busybody. RAGGED-ROBIN . Ranunculus Ranunculus, Garden . Ranunculus, Wild Raspberry . Ray Grass . Red Catchfly Reed . Reed, Split . Rhododendron (Rose- bay) . Rhubarb Rocket Rose Rose, Austrian Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Bridal Burgundy Cabbage Campion Carolina China Christmas Rose, Daily Rose, Damask Rose, Deep Red Rose, Dog . Rose, Guelder Rose, Hundred-leaved. Rose, Japan Rose, Maiden-blush Rose, Montiflora . ■ Rose, 'Mundi Rose, Musk . Rose, Musk, Cluster . Rose, Single Rose, Thornless . Rose, Unique Rose, White. Rose, White (withered) Rose, Yellow Rose, York & Lancaster Rose, Fll.-blwn., placed over two Buds . Rose, White and Red together . Roses, Crown of Rosebud, Red Rosebud, White Rosebud, Moss Rose Leaf Rosemary Rudbeckia Rue Rush . Rye Grass Wit. Yo7( are radiant with char7ns. You are rich in attrac- tio7is. Dtgratitude. Re77torse. Vice. Yo7ithfiil love. Co77iplaisance. Music. Indiscretion. Da77ger. Beware. Advice. Rivalry. Love. Tho7i art all that is lovely. Happy love. U7ico7iscious beauty. A 7iibassador of love. 07ily deser've 77ty love. Love is dangerous. Beauty always 7iew. Tranquillize my anxi' ety. Thy S77tile I aspire to. Brillia7it co77iplexion. Bashful sha77te. Pleasure a7id pain. Wi7iter. Age. Pride. Beazdy is your only at- tractio7i. If you love 7ne you will find it out. Grace. Variety. Capricious beauty. CJiar77iing. Si7nplicity. Early attachment. Call 77te 7tot beautiful. I a7n worthy of yo7t. Tra7isient i77ipressions. Decrease of love. fealousy. War. Secrecy. U7iity. Reivard ofvirt7ie. Ptire and lovely. Girlhood. Confession of love. You 77tay hope. Re77te7/tbrance. Justice. Disdain. Docility. Changeable disposition. The Vocabulary. 361 SAFFRON . Saffron Crocus Saffron, Meadow ' Sage . Sage, Garden Sainfoin Saint John's Wort Salvia, Blue Salvia, Red . Saxifrage, Mossy Scabious Scabious, Sweet Scarlet Lychnis Schinus Scotch Fir . Sensitive Plant Senvy . Shamrock Shepherd's Purse Sipliocampylos Snakesfoot . Snapdragon . Snowball Snowdrop Sorrel . Sorrel, Wild . Sorrel, Wood Southernwood Spanish Jasmine Spearmint . Speedwell Speedwell, German der . Speedwell, Spiked Spider Ophrys Spiderwort . Spiked Willow Herb . Spindle Tree Star of Bethlehem Starwort Starwort, American Stephanotis . St. John's Wort . Stock . . . . Stock, Ten-week . Stonecrop Straw (broken) Straw (whole) Strawberry Blossoms . Strawberry Tree . Sultan, Lilac Sultan, White Sultan, Yellow Sumach, Venice . Sunflower, Dwarf Sunflower, Tall . Swallow-wort Sweet Basil . Sweetbriar, American . Sweetbriar, European , Sweetbriar, Yellow Sweet Pea . Sweet Sultan Sweet William Sycamore . . . Beware of excess. . Mirth. . My happiest days are past. . Domestic virtiie. . Esteein. . Agitation. . Animosity. . Wisdom. . Energy. . Affection. . Unfortunate love. . Widozvhood. . Sunbeaming eyes. . Religiozis enthusiasm. . Elevatio7t. . Sensibility. . Indifferettce. . Light-heartedness. . I offer you my all. . Resolved to be noticed. . Horror. . Presumption, also 'No.' . Bound. . Hope. , Affection. , VVit ill-timed. . Joy. , yest. Bantering. . Sensuality. . Warmth of sentiment. . Fernale fidelity. . Facility. Semblance. . Adroitness. Esteein, not love. Pretejision. Yo-ur cJiarms are en- graven on ?ny heart. Purity. After-thought. Cl.cerfulness in old age. Will you accompany me to the East i. Superstition. Lasting beauty. Promptness. Tranquillity. Rjipture of a contract. Union. Foresight. Esteein, not love. I forgive you. Sweetness. Contempt. Splendour. Adoration. Haughtiness. False riches. Ctire for heartache. Good zuishes. Simplicity. I wound to heal. Decrease of love. Delicate pleasicres. Felicity. Gallantry. Dexterity. Curiosity. Syringa Syringa, Carolina . Memory. Fraternal sympathy. . Disappointment. TAMARISK . Tansy, Wild Te"'sel . . . . T>iTidrils of Climbing Plants Thistle, Common Thistle, Fuller's . Thistle, Scotch Thorn Apple Thorn, Branch of Thrift . . . , 'T'hroatwort . . Thyme Tiger Flower Traveller's Joy Tree of Life ' Trefoil .... Tremella Nestoc . Trillium Pictum . Triptilion Spinosum Truffle .... Trumpet Flower . Tuberose Tulip, Red . Tulip, Variegated Tulip, Yellow Turnip .... Tussilage, Sweet-scent- ed .• . A 7ALERIAN , Valerian, Greek . Venice Sumach . Venus's Car . Venus's Looking-glass . Venus's Trap Verbena, Pink Verbena, Scarlet . Verbena, White . Vernal Grass Veronica Veronica Speciosa Vervain Vine .... Violet, Blue . Violet, Dame . Violet, Sweet Violet, Yellow , Virginia Creeper . Virgin's Bower Viscaria Oculata . Volkamenia . Crime. I declare war against yozi. Misanthropy. Ties. A usterity. Indepen- dence. Misanthropy. Retaliation. Deceitful charms. Severity. Sy7npathy. Neglected beauty. Activity or Coverage. For once may pride be- friend me. Safety. Old age. Revenge. Resistance. Modest beauty. Be prudent. Stirprise. Fame. Dangerous pleasures. Declaration af love. Bea^itiful eyes. Hopeless love. Charity. Jtistice shall be done you. , An acconimodating dis- position. Rupture. Intellectual excellence. Splendour, Fly with me. Flattery. Deceit. F'amily union. Unite against evil, or Church unity. Pray for 7ne. Poor, but happy.. Fidelity. Keep this for m.y sake. Ejtchajitment. Intoxication. Faithfulness. Wa tchfu Iness. Modesty. Rural happiness. I cling to you both in sunsliine a7td sfiade. Filial love. Will you dance with me 1 May you be happy. WALNUT . Wallflower . Intellect. Stratagem, Fidelity in adversity. 23 362 The Vocabulary. • Watcher by theWayside Never despair. Willow, French , Bravery and humanity. Water-Lily . . Purity of heart. Winter Cherry . Deception. Water-Melon . BtclkUiess. Wisteria . Welcome,fairstranger. Wax Plant . . Susceptibility. Witch Hazel . A spell. Wheat Stalk . Riches. Woodbine . . Fraternal love. Whin . . Anger. Wood Sorrel . foy. Maternal tender- While Flytrap . Deceit. ness. White Jasmine . Amiableness. Wormwood . . Absence. White Lily . . Purity and modesty. White Mullein . Good-nature. White Oak . . Independence. VANTHIUM -cV Xeranthemi . Rudeness. Pertinacity. White Pink . . Talent. im . Cheerfdness under ad- White Poplar . Time. versity. White Rose (dried) . Death preferable to loss of innocence. yEw . . Sorrow. Whortleberry . Treason. Willow, Creeping . Love forsaken. Willow, Water . Freedom. y EPHYR Flower . Expectation. Willow, Weeping . Mourning. Z^ Zinnia . . Thojights of absent Willow Herb . Pretetision. friends. CfT^^-^ ?3art tfje py. Michaelmas Daisy. P'ern. Ho?iesty. Qjceeti's Rocket. Hollyhock. Sweet Sultan. Speedwell. Parsley. Abatina. Pink Larkspur, Virgin' i-bower. Vero7iica. Ivy. Pbnn Tree. Walljiower. Lenioft Blossoms. Fleur-de-Ltice. P^irple Lilac. Pleur-de-lis. Iris. Voius s Looking-glass. Peiniyroyal. Vejius's Car. Coluinbi7ie. Cocksco7nb. Ai7taranth. Pc7uegra7iate. Holly. Moo7iwort. Forget-me-not. Tiger Flower. Garden A7ie7none. Lcibnr7ni77i. Dipteracaiithus Specta- . Ca77iphire. \bilis. Osier. Woodbine. Syringa. Water Willow. Da 77 task Rose. Acacia. Ivy. Bbte Periwinkle. Oak-leaved Gera7iium. ■ A rbor Vita;. Lo7idon Pride. Chicory. E7idive. Btctterfly Orchis. Yellow Lily. Sweet William, ' Generosity . Generous and devoted affection . Genius . . . . Gentility . . Girlhood Give me your good wishes • . Gladness . Glory . . . . Glory. Immortality . Glorious beauty . Goodness Goodness Good education . Good wishes. Good-nature . Gossip . . . . Grace . . . . Grace and elegance Grandeur Gratitude Grief . . . . Grief . . . . HAPPY love . Hatred . Haughtiness Haughtiness Health . . . . Hermitage . Hidden worth . High-bred . Holy wishes. Honesty . Hope . , . . Hope . . . . Hope . . . . Hope In adversity Hopeless love Hopeless, not heartless Horror .... Horror .... Horror .... Hospitality . Humility . . Humility . . Humility . . Ora7ige Tree. French Honeysuckle. Pla7ie Tree. Cor 71 Cockle. White Rosebud. Sweet Basil. Myrrh. Laurel. Daphne. Glory Flower. Bo7ius Henricus. Mercury. Cherry Tree. Siveet Basil. White Mullein. Cobcea. Multifiora Rose. Yellow jfas77iine. Ash Tree. S77iall White Bellftwt. Harebell. Marygold. Bridal Rose. Basil. Purple Larkspur. Tall Su7iflower. Icela7id Moss. Milkwort. Co7'ia7ider. Pe7itste77i07i Azureum. Pbi7nbago Larpe7tta. Ho7iesty. Floweri7ig Ali7iotid. Hawthorn. Sncwdrop. Spnece Pine. Yellow Tulip. Love lies bleeding. Ma7idrake. Drago7iswort. S7iakesfoot. Oak Tree. Broo7n. Bi7idweed, Smali, Field Lilac. I AM too happy I am your captive. I am worthy of you I change but in death . I claim at least your es- teem . . . . I dare not . I declare against you . I declare against you . I declare war against 3'ou . . . . I die if neglected . I desire a return of af- fection I feel my obligations . I feel your kindness I have lost all I^Ive for thee . . Cape yas77iine. Peach Blosso7n. White Rose. Bay Leaf. Potentilla. Veronica Specioscu Belvidere. Liquorice. Wild Tansy. Laurestitia. Jonquil. Li7tt. Flax. Mo7trni7tg Bride, Cedar Leaf. The Vocabulary. 365 I love .... Red Chrysanthe7iiU7n. I offer you my all . Shepherd's Pjirse. I offer you my fortune, or, I offer 3'ou pecu- niary aid . . . Calceolaria. I share your sentiments Double China Aster. I share your sentiments Garden Daisy. I shall die to-morrow . Gum Cishis. I shall not survive you . Black Mulberry. I surmount difficulties . Mistletoe. I watch over you . I weep for you I will think of it . I will think of it . I wound to heal If you love me, you will find it out . Mo?intain Ash. Ptcrple Verbetta. Single China Aster. Wild Daisy. Eglantine. Sweetbriar. Idleness . . Ill-nature Ill-natured beauty Imagination . Immortality . Impatience . Impatient of absence Impatient resolves Imperfection. Importunity . Inconstancy . Incorruptible Independence Independence Independence Indifference . Indifference . Indifference . . Indifference . Indiscretion . Indolence Industry Industry, Domestic Ingeniousness Ingenuity Ingenuous simplicity Ingratitude . Innocence Insincerity . Insinuation . Inspiration . ■Instability . . Intellect . . Intoxication . Irony . T EALOUSY J Jealousy Jest Joy Joys to come Justice . Justice shall be done to you .... Maiden Blush Rose. Mesembryanthetnum. Crab Blossom. Citron. Lupine. Amaranth, Globe. Yellozv Balsam. Corchorus. Red Balsam. Henbane. Burdock. Evening Primrose. Cedar of Lebanon. Co7nmon Thistle. Wild Plunt Tree. White Oak. Candytzift, Ever- flozvering. Mustard Seed, Pigeon Berry. Senvy. split Reed. Mittraria Coccittea. Red Clover. Flax. White Pink. Pencilled Geranium.. Mo 7cse-ea redChickweed Crowfoot. Daisy. Foxglove. Great Bindweed. A ngelica. Dahlia. Walnut. Vine. Sardofty. French Marygold. Yellotv Rose. Souther jiivood. Wood Sorrel. Lesser Celandine. Rudbeckia. Coltsfoot, or Sweet- scented Ttissilage. KEEP your promise Petunia. Kindness . . Scarlet Geranium. Knight-errantry Helmet Flower( Monks- hood). LAMENTATION Lasting beauty Lasting pleasures Let me go Levity . Liberty Life . Light-heartedness Lightness Live for me . Love Love Love, forsaken Love, returned Love is dangerous Love for all seasons Lustre . Luxury . Aspen Tree. . Stock. . Everlasting Pea. . Butterfly Weed . Larkspur. . Live Oak. . Lucern. . Shamrock. . Larkspur. . Arbor Vitce. . Myrtle. . Rose. . Creeping Willo7v. . Ambrosia. . Carolina Rose. . Furze. . Aconite-leaved Crow- foot, or Fair Maid oj France. . CJiestnut Tree. TX/TAGNIFICENCE Magnolia. Magnificent beauty Majesty Make haste . Malevolence. Marriage Maternal affection Maternal love Maternal tenderness Matrimony . Matronly grace . Mature charms . May you be happy Meanness Meekness Melancholy . Melancholy . Melancholy . Mental beauty Mental beauty Message Mildness Mirth . Misanthropy. Misanthropy. Modest beauty Modest genius Modesty Modesty and purity Momentary happiness . Mourning Music . . . . My best days are past . My regrets follow you to the grave Calla ./^thiopica. Cro7vjt Imperial. Dianthus. Lobelia. Ivy. Cinque foil. Moss. Wood Sorrel. American Linden. Cattleya. Cattleya Pi;tcli. Volkamenia. Cuscuta. Birch. A utumnal Leaves. Dark Geratiium. Dead Leaves. Cle7natis. Ke7t7iedia. Iris. Mallow. Saffro7t Crocus. A conite ( Wolfsbane). Fuller s Teazle. Trilliic7n Pic turn. Creepi7tg Ccteus. Violet. White Lit}< Virginiati Sf>ider%vort. Weeping Willow. Btitidles of Reed with their Pa7iicles. Colchiczitn, or Meadmv Saffron. Asphodel, NEATNESS . .Broo7n. Neglected beauty Throatwort. Never-ceasing remem- brance . . . Everlasti7tg. Never despair . . Watcher by the Way- side. No . • . . Snapdragon. V^ 366 The Vocabulary.' pvLDage. V_/ Only desen . Tree of Life. Regret . . Purple Verbena. /e my Relief . . Balm of G Head. love . Campion Rose. Relieve my anxiety . Christmas Rose. Religious superstition . Aloe. Religious superstition y pAINFUL recollec- or Faith . . Passion Flower. X tions . . Flos Adonis. Religious enthusiasm . Schinus. Painting . Auricula. Remembrance . Rosemary. Painting the lily . Daphne Odora. Remorse . , . Bramble. Passion . White Dittany. Remorse . Raspberry. Paternal error , . Cardamine. Rendezvous . . Chickweed. Patience , . Dock. Ox-eye. Reserve . Maple. Patriotism . , . American Elfn. Resistance . . Tremella Nestoc. Patriotism . . Nasturtium. Resolved to be noticed Sip hoc a mpylos. Peace . . Olive. Restoration . . Persicaria. Perfected loveline ss . Camellia faponica. Retaliation . . Scotch Thistle. White. Return of happiness . Lily of the Valley. Perfidy . . Co77i77ton Laurel, in Revenge . Birdsfoot Trefoil. flower. Reverie . Flozvering Fern. Pensive beauty . Laburmim. Reward of merit . . Bay Wreath. Perplexity . . Love in a Mist. Reward of virtue . . Garland of Roses, Persecution . . Chequered Fritillary. Riches . . Corn. Perseverance . Swamp Magnolia. Riches . , Buttercups. Persuasion . . Althea Frutex. Rigour . . Lantana. Persuasion . . Syrian Mallow. Rivalry Rocket. Pertinacity . . Clotbur. Rudeness . Clotbur. Pity . . Pine, also Andromeda. Rudeness . Xanthium. Pleasure and pain . Dog Rose. Rural happiness . . Yellozv Violet. Pleasure, lasting . Everlasting Pea. Rustic beauty . . French Honeysuckle. Pleasures of mem ory . White Periwinkle. Rustic oracle , Dandelion. Pomp . . Dahlia. Popular favour . Cistus, or Rock Rose. Poverty . Evergreen Cletnatis. QADNESS O Safety . , . Dead Leaves. Power . . I mpe7ial Montague. . Traveller s Joy. Power . . Cress. Satire . . Prickly Pear. Pray for me . . White Verbena. Sculpture . , Hoya. Precaution . , . Golden Rod. Secret love . . Yellow Acacia. Prediction . , . Prophetic Marygold. Semblance . . . Spiked Speedwell. Pretension , . spiked Willow Herb. Sensitiveness . Mimosa. Pride . . Hundred-leaved Rose. Sensuality . Spanish Jasjtiine. Pride . . Amaryllis. Separation . . . Carolina fasmine. Privation . Indian Plum. Severity . . . Branch of Thorns. Privation . Myrobalan. Shame . . , Peony. Profit . . Cabbage. Sharpness Barberry Tree. Prohibition . . Privet. Sickness A nemone (Zephyr Fir. i Prolific . . Fig Tree. Silent love . Evening Primrose. Promptness . . Ten-week Stock. Silliness . Fool's Parsley. Prosperity . . Beech free. Simplicity . A merican Sweetbriar. Protection . . Bearded Crepis. Sincerity . Garden Chervil. Prudence . Mountain Ash. Slighted love Vet. Chrysanthemum. Pure love . Single Red Pink. Snare . Catchfly. Dragon PIM. Pure and ardent 1( 3ve . Double Red Pink. Solitude . Heath. Pure and lovely . Red Rosebud. Sorrow , . Yew. Purity . . Star of Bethlehem. Sourness of temper Barberry, Spell . Circcea. Spleen . . Fumdtory. pvUARREL \J, Quicksighte . Broken Corn-straw. Splendid beauty . Amaryllis. dness Hawkweed. Splendour . . Austurtium. ^•^ *• *-* Sporting Fox -tail Grass. Steadfast piety Wild Geranium. p EADY-ARM XV Reason ED . Gladioli. Stoicism Box Tree. . Goat's Rue. Strength . Cedar. Fennel. Recantation . . Lotus Leaf. Stupidity Horseshoe-leaf Gera^ Recall . . Silver-lvd. Geranium.. nium. Reconciliation . Filbert. Submission . Grass. Reconciliation . Hazel. Submission . Harebell. Refinement . . Garctenia. Success everywhere Nemophila. Refusal . Striped Carnation. Success crown your Regard . Daffodil. wishes , Coronella. 2^HE Vocabulary. 367 Succour Jtmiper. Unite against a common Such worth is rare Achiinenes. foe . Scarlet Verhena. Sun-beaming eyes Scarlet Lychnis. Unpatronized merit . Red Prijnrose. Superstition . St. John's Wort. Unrequited love . Daffodil. Surprise Truffle. Uprightness . . Imbricata. SusceptibiUty Wax Plant. Uselessness . . Meadowsweet. Suspicion Champignon. Utihty . . Grass. Sympathy . Babn. Sympathy . Thrift. TT-ARIETY V Variety . China Aster. . Mundi Rose. 'I^ALENT X Tardiness . White Pink. Vice . Darnel (Ray Grass). Flax-leaved Golden- Victory. . Palm. locks. Virtue . . Mint. Taste .... Scarlet Fuchsia. Virtue, domestic . Sage. Tears .... Heleniutn. Volubility . Abecedary. Temperance . Azalea. Voraciousness . L7ipi7te. Temptation . Apple. Vulgar minds . African Marygold. Thankfulness Agrimony. The colour of my fate . Coral Honeysuckle. The heart's mystery Crimson Polyanthjis. - The perfection of female ^AR . . York and Lancaster loveliness . Justicia. Rose. The witching soul of War . . Achillea Millefolia. music Oats. Warlike trophy . Indian Cress. The variety of your Warmth of feeling . Pepperjiiint. conversation delights Watchfulness . Dame Violet. me .... Clarkia. Weakness . Moschatel. Thee only do I love Arbutus. Weakness . Musk Plant. There is no unalloyec Welcome, fair stranger Westeria. good .... Lapagenia Rosem. Welcome to a stranger Ajuericaji Starwort. Thoughts Pansy. Widowhood . . Sweet Scabious. Thoughts of absent Will you accompany me friends Zinnia. to the East? . Stephanotis. Thy frown will kill me . Currant. Will you dance with me? Viscaria Octilata. Thy smile I aspire to . Daily Rose. Win me ai;d wear me . Ladys Slipper. Ties .... Tendrils of Climbing Winning gi„v;e . Cowslip. Pla?its. Winter . . Guelder Rose. Timidity Ajuaryllis. Wisdom . Bhte Salvia. Timidity Marvel of Peru. Wit . Meadow Lychnis. Time . . White Poplar. Wit, ill-timed . Wild Sorrel. Tranquillity . Miidivort. Witchcraft . . Enchanter's Night- Tranquillity . Stonecrop. shade. Tranquillize my anxiety Christmas Rose. Worth beyond bej luty . Sweet Elysium. Transient beauty . Night-blooming Cereus Worth sustainec 1 by Transient impressions . Withered White Rose. judicious and t ender Transport of joy . Cape fasjnine. affection . . Pijik Convolvulus. Treachery . . . Bilberry. Worldliness, self -seek- True love . . . Forget-me-not. ing . . Clianthus. True friendship . Oak-leaved Geraniu7n. Worthy of all pra ise . Fennel. Truth . . ". BittersweetNigh t shade Truth .... Wht. Chrysanthemum. AT-OU are cold . JL You are m . Hortensia. y di- T TNANIMITY U Unbelief . Phlox. vinity . American Cowslip. Judas Tree. You are perfect . . Pineapple. Unceasing remem- You are radiant with brance American Cudweed. charms . Ranuncubis. Unchanging friendship Arbor Vitce. You are rich in a ttrac- Uncons-^ious beauty Bw'gundy Rose. tion . . Garden Ranunacats. Unexpected meeting . Lemo7i Geranium. You are the que en of Unfortunate attach- coquettes . . Queen's Rocket. ment .... Mourning Bride. You are charming . Leschejiaiiltia Splen^ Unfortunate love . Scabious. detis. • Union .... Whole Straw. You have no clain is . Pasque Flower. Unity .... White and Red Rose You have many lo vers . Chorozema Variutn. togetJi^r. You please all . Branch of Currants. I .^68 The Vocabulary. You are too bold . Dipladenia noda. You will be my death . Hemlock. Your charms are en- graven on my heart . Spindle Tree. Your looks freeze me . Ice Plant. Your presence softens my pain . . . Milkvetch. Your purity equals your loveliness . . . Orange-blossoms. Your qualities, like your charms, are unequalled Peach. \our qualities surpass your charms , . Mignonette. Crassi- Your temper is too hasty GraTnmanthes Chlota- jftora. Youthful beauty . . Corvslip. Youthful innocence . White Lilac. Youthful love . . Red Catchfly. Your whims are un- bearable . . . Monarda Atnplexi- caulis. 'EALOUSNESS . Elder. f Zest . . . Lemon, r-n- K«HK«iMm.mii1V IB K1 University of California Library Los Angeles This book is DUE on the last date stamped below. H0V2lr > c .■f^ / -J A. ^UU^ ^ 8 MAY? Jun : M ftpR 1 1 2005 RL - I R£CD V RBC'D YRt .^ \ 9 2005 APR 1 4 2008 M low I Form L9-5( 974 3 1158 00620 7814 X.