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Harvest from storms, and to avert Sweeps meo'er heath and barren earth tempests.

Where never kindly flower had birth; The large double Peony is a foreign Hurls me against the frowning rock, contribution to our gardens ; but My frail frame wounded by the shock; England boasts one native species Now mid the thorns of cruel brake(Pæonia Coralina) which grows on Now o'er the chill and troubled lake, the Steep Holmes, a small island, or And casts me weary, cold, and dank, rather rock, at the mouth of the To shiver on the sunless bank, Severn. The flower is single, and 'Till driven by swelling gust again the leaves, unlike those of their foreign O'er hill and crag, o'er moor and plain kindred, are smooth.

No rest, no rest--the wind increasing, By the side of the Peony as No rest, no rest-my woes unceasing : wind-flower, we lay a simple allegory. May not the raging Wind at

length
THE WIND-DRIVEN LEAF.

Be tamed to meekness ?
And seek no more to prove its

strength “Wilt thou break a leaf driven to and fro?"

Against my weakness ?-Job. xiii., 23. Thou who alike the Leaf and Wind

hast made, And wilt thou break a leaf

Speak, “ Peace, be still !"-thy word That's driven by the wind ?- will be obey'd. Nay! let the pleading voice of grief An ear of pity find.

Thou wilt not break the Leaf 'Tis not the Oak, whose haughty head That's driven by the Wind ; Unbending braves the tempest dread, No, no ! the pleading voice of grief 'Tis not a Tower that standing fast In thee shall pity find. For ages mocks the threat'ning blast, Look on me! and the tyrant blast 'Tis but a Leaf, poor fragile thing, Will sink in zephyr's breath at last. So shrunken, pale, and withering. So let it waft me softly, slowly,

Alas ! 'gainst aught so humble To spot of rest, remote and lowly ;

What need of giant might? Some silent and sequester'd nook Suffice one touch to crumble Where in Heaven's eye alone can look. In dust its form so slight. There, shelter'd from the storm and

rain, Break not, O Wind, the Leaf ! Unmark’d, unknown, let me remain,

No prideful place was mine, And half forgetful of Life's troubled Ne'er in the wreath of Victor Chief day, Was it my fate to twine :

Yield me in peace to Nature's sure Nor in the Poet's crown of fame, decay. Nor in the garland, Beauty's claim, Nor was I brought at Pleasure's call, Huc, in the course of his travels in To decorate a festal hall.

Asia, met with a venerated tree, Upon a lonely tree,

called “The Tree of the thousand Amid a wild to be,

images;" of such an extraordinary Such was my lot :

nature that we would not venture to Yet 'twas a pleasant destiny, give the description in any words but I murmur'd not ;

his own :For well I lov'd the fresh free air, And the clear rays that glinted there. “We had heard of this tree too often

during our journey not to feel somewhat But me, ill-fated Leaf !-

cager to visit it. At the foot of the moun. A blight came o'er my prime ;

tain on which the Lama-sereyť stands, and I faded in my Autumn brief,

not far from the principal Buddhist Temple, I fell ere Winter time.

is a great square enclosure, formed by brick

walls. Upon entering this we were able to And the wild wind, by night and day,

examine at leisure the marvellous tree, some Hath made me now its sport and prey, of the branches of which had already mani. Now whirls me upward to the sky, fested themselves above the wall. Our eyes Now down mid rugged stones to lie; were first directed with earnest curiosity to

† The residence of the Grand Lama; the head of the religion of Tbibet.

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the leares, and we were filled with an absolute consternation of astonishinent at find. ing, that in point of fact, there were upon

If, scatter'd by the wild wind's breath, each of the Icares well-formed Thibetian My hapless strains must fleet away, characters, all of a green colour, some darker, Lost like the streams that sink beneath some lighter than the leaf itself. Our first The stagnant pool's absorbing clay, impression was a suspicion of fraud on the part of the Lamas; but after a minute exanination of every detail, we could not discorer the least deception. The characters Do thou, then, tell the world my woe, all appeared to us portions of the leaf itself,

My fate severe, my spirit's blight : equally with its reins and nerves ; the posi

In pity bid the list'ners know tion was not the saine in all ; in one leaf

I once aspir'd to soaring flight. they would be at the top of the leaf ; in another, in the middle; in a third, at the base, or at the side ; the younger leaves represented the characters only in a partial

But from my lowly stone efface state of formation. The bark of the tree and its branches, which resemble that of the

My name, if there engrav'd by theo; plane tree, are also covered with these charac:

Let not ignoble tread disgrace ters. When you remore a piece of old bark,

One single word that speaks of me. the young bark under it exhibits the indis. tinct outlines of characters in a germinating state; and what is very singular, these new characters are not unfrequently different from

But let a fair and tender flower those which they replace. We examined Spring up beside my place of rest : every thing with the closest attention, in Though northern breeze, with chilling order to detect some trace of trickery, but

power, we could discern nothing of the sort. More May wither soon the gentle guest. profound intellects than ours may, perhaps, be able to supply a satisfactory explanation of the mysteries of this singular tree; but as to us, we altogether give it up."

Poor Flower ! and wert thou only born The EXCHANTER'S NIGHTSHADE,

To grace a tomb in desert rude ? (Circea Lutetiann), notwithstanding

Wilt thou not tread the long, forlorn, its pretty pink and white flowers,

Dark hours of midnight solitude ? is an herb of the gloomy superstitions. Growing luxuriantly in churchyards, among bones and broken coffins, it

Poor Flower ! how innocently gay was believed to be a necromantic

Thy young smile greeted morning's plant, and was used by witches in their incantations to raise the dead.

Mild zephyrs fan thy form to-dayIts scientific name is derived from

Alas! to-morrow thou must die. the classic enchantress Circe: the little hooks on the herb, that cling to the passers-by, as though to draw them towards it, were, by a stretch Poor Flower! why did thy buds of fancy, supposed to symbolize the unfold, arts of Circe, by which she drew Why were thy early charms persons into her snares.

display'd, For this melancholy plant of night If but beneath the winter's cold and the grave, we must find a befitting Upon a nameless grave to fade ? strain. TO A FRIEND.

The pretty little purple-flowered Translated from the Spanish of Zorrilla.

GROUND-Ivy (Glechoma Hederacea)

was esteemed by herbalists as a reOye sublime cantor,

medy for the jaundice. On the ConSi es fuerza que al fin succumba, &c. tinent it is still used in Ptisans on

account of its bitter and tonic qualiI.

ties. In England it was put into Hear me, O Bard of song divine ! barrels to clarify newly-brewed beer,

If I must yield to fortune's frown, whence it is called in some parts of If grave un honour'd must be mine, England, Ale-hoof, and Tun-hoof. There with my grief to lay me down, Among the more poetic and imagină.

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tive Irish, it was venerated as holy, and called in the vernacular, AthairLusa, the "father of herbs," or the "herb father." Its sanctity was conceived from the circumstance, that its anthers when perfect form the figure of a St. Andrew's cross. But this figure is often wanting early in spring, when some of the filaments are imperfect, being but half their proper length, and blunted. On account of its floral cross, this plant was revered as an especial charm against fairies and witches, whose spells it destroyed, and against evil spirits whom it banished.

The Brahmins venerate a grass named the DOOBGRASS, as a symbol of divinity, not subject to age or death, and they call it "the armour of India," "preserver of regions," "destroyer of enemies," "gem that gives increase to the field." It is thought to be identical with the Creeping dog's tooth grass (Cynodon Dactylon) found in Cornwall.

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Then the Virgin Mary has quite a floral wardrobe, for instance

LADY'S MANTLE (Alchemilla vulga ris,) a celebrated rural cosmetic, a decoction of its leaves being a wondrous clearer of the complexion. Its flowers are greenish yellow, or rather yellowish green; and its circular, broad leaf is scallopped and plaited in regular folds, like a mantle.

LADY'S SMOCK (Cardamine pratensis,) that lovely little pale lilac flower that, in genial seasons, blows about the time of the Annunciation. It is often called by the less quaint appellation of cuckoo flower.

The early Christians, attracted to some certain plants and flowers, either from their good properties, from some peculiarity in form or in beauty, or from their flourishing at some particular seasons, looked upon them with reverence, and dedicated them to various saints. Among the principal were those consecrated to the Virgin Mary, to whom, in fact, belongs quite an Herbarium. White flowers especially were allotted to her as symbols of innocence; such as the magnificent white lily, so pure and so majestic; the modest lily of the valley, half hidden beneath its green hood; the snow-drop, so delicate that it looks fair even amid the trying whiteness of the snow itself; the white daffodil, the white rose, the white hyacinth, the white clematis, designated as the Virgin's Bower, &c. Then we find many others dedicated to "Our Lady." (It may be observed that wherever a plant has the prefix

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Lady," our, is to be understood before it.) There is (our) LADY'S TRACES, (neottia spiralis,) a corruption of our Lady's tresses, a pretty little orchislike flower, of a greenish white, and a fragrant scent; its protuberant germs growing one above another in regular de Notre Dame.

LADY'S SLIPPER (Cypripedium,) having its four purplish petals in the form of a cross, and the yellow nectary in the centre shaped like a shoe. The French call it Soulier de Notre Dame, and Sabot de notre Dame. The Italians and Germans also dedicate it to the foot of the Virgin. The Botanical name devotes it, less worthily, to the foot of *Venus (Cypris.)

LADY'S GLOVE is an old name for the tall, showey Fox Glove (Digitalis purpurea.)

LADY'S SEAL is the common briony (Tamus Communis,) sometimes called wild vine, the creeper that adorns the hedges in autumn with its festoons of yellow leaves and bright red berries that succeed to its green flowers. The young shoots are sometimes boiled as asparagas. The French call it Sceau

* Most of the plants and flowers which the heathens consecrated to Venus, were afterwards dedicated to the Virgin by a pious scruple of the early herbalists.

ture."

LADY'S CUSHION is that pretty is related, that, beholding in a vision pink Thrift (Statice Armeria,) and its all the snares and temptations of the plump, elastic mass of close grass-like world, he felt desponding for the fate foliage that we find so flourishing by of mankind, and exclaimed, “Who the sea-side, and call sea-pinks. Its then shall escape, O Lord ?" and a sirname “Thrift" is derived from its voice answered__“ The humble !" thriving in all situations, inland and Being asked by a philosopher who maritime, urban and rural.

came to nfer with him, how he Then there is LADY'S BED-STRAW could exist in the wilderness to which (Galéum verum,) with its thick tufts he had retired, without books ? he reof tiny yellow flowers, smelling like plied—“My book is God and Nahoney. There is a variety, identical in all respects, save having pure The LESSER CELANDINE (Ranunwhite flowers, and a less powerful culus Ficaria), because its bright scent.

yellow starry flower blossoms about We must not forget the Holy Št. Perpetua's day (March 7), is dediGRASS (Hierochloe Borealis), which cated to that saint, who, a young in some parts of Prussia is especially wife and mother, was thrown to the dedicated to the Virgin Mary, and beasts in the Amphitheatre for her strewn before the church doors at her confession of Christianity, and thus festivals.

martyred at the age of twenty-two, And the MARY-GOLD (Calendula) during the persecution of Severus,

was so called from a tradition that A.D. 202. was a favourite flower of the Virgin's, CYCLAMEN opening its purple flowers and worn by her in her bosóm. about February 7. St, Romoald's

Among the plants and flowers de- day is dedicated to that saint, whose dicated to saints, there is our own story is somewhat romantic. He was beautiful little SAXIFRAGE, that grows of the noble family of the Onesti at so freely on our Irish mountains Ravenna ; and was brought by his (Sarifraga umbrosa). The Sister father to witness a duel between him Isle has tried to steal it from us, and and a relative with whom he was at has called it LONDON PRIDE, and enmity on account of some property. “Queen Anne's Needle-work," and The kinsman was killed, and Romomore appropriately, None-so-pretty ; ald was so shocked that he fled from but we claim it as ST. PATRICK S the world, became a monk, and conCABBAGE. And somewhat cabbage- verted his father. He founded the like is its tuft of close-lying, broad celebrated Monastery of Camaldoli, jagged leaves, from which springs its thirty miles from Florence, in 1009. spike of tiny pink and white flowers, The pretty BLUE BELL, with its helso minutely dotted with red and yel met-shaped blossoms, is dedicated to low.

the Patron of England, the martial The ROSE-BAY WILLOW HERB ( Epi- St. George. The white variety is lobium angustifolium), called by the called by the French “ the Nun of French Laurier de St. Antoine, is de- the Fields." La Religieuse des Champs. dicated to *St. Anthony, the founder The white WINTER CRESS, welof Monachism, on account of its red come because it appears so early, colour, in allusion to that red disease, when there are so few blossoms, the Erysipelas, which raged in France is dedicated to St. Barbara, who sufin the eleventh century like a plague, fered martyrdom at Heliopolis, in and no remedy found for it tilī, says Egypt, in the time of Galerins, A.D., tradition, some making intercession 306. Her day is in December, in through St. Anthony, were healed : which month the flower blows. thence the malady was called “ St. The HOLLYHOCK ( Althæa) is a corAnthony's Fire." Of St. Anthony it ruption of Holy Oak, reverenced be

· Born in Egypt about 251, A.D., and being early devout, and afraid of the world's snares, he fled to the desert, where he sustained many preternatural temptations, which have been subjects of painting. At Phaium, about 305, he founded the first monastery:

St. George was born in Cappadocia, of noble and Christian parents. He obtained a higli fank in the army under Diocletian, but resigned when that Emperor persecuted the Christians. He was tortured and beheaded in 303,

THE PRAYER OF THE POOR,

cause brought from the Holy Land by the Crusaders.

Many other venerated flowers there Translated from the French of Lamutine , are, dedicated to saints, as among the daffodils, Narcissus, Veronicas, &c., (0 Loi dont l'oreille s'incline &c., but we have mentioned them in

Au nid du pauvre passereau, &c.) former floral papers. We must not, however, forget the

Thou who dost gracious ear incline Passion FLOWER (Passiflora) which

E'en to the humble sparrow's nest, was viewed with much reverence by

E'en to the flowers and grass that pine the Portuguese when discovered in For water on the mountain's breast, Brazil in 1699. They fancied they saw in it a representation of our Thou thou dost pity them in heaven, Lord's crucifixion, and changed its The hand is only known to thee, original name, Murucia, to Passion That hand whose secret alms aregiven Flower. As every one may not dis- To help the needs of poverty. cern the emblems as easily as the Portuguese discoverers, it may be as well Thy power did into being bring to remark, that the leaf represents the Abounding Wealth, Want thin and spear; the tendrils the cords for bind

nude, ing; the ten petals, the ten Apostles, That from their intercourse might two being absent, Peter having de- spring serted his master, and Judas having Charity, Justice, Gratitude. hanged himself; the pillar, or style in the centre, is the cross, the smaller Do thou our benefactors keep styles, nails; the stamens, hammers; In mem'ry, bounteous Providence ! the inner circle round the pillar, the And let them in thy blessings reap crown of thorns; the outer radiate Their tender pity's recompence. circle, a glory; the blue colour represents heaven, the white, purity: They for whose weal to thee we sue,

The Passiflora Elata has drops like Are from our hearts for ever hid; blood on the central pillar, or cross. Because their left hand never knew

As a leave-taking of these religious The good their right in secret did. flowers, we shall conclude our paper with a devotional poem.

M, E. M,

HEMOIRS :-GEORGE III. AND THE REGENCY.*

HISTORY, in its highest and most ap- species of literature, therefore, if it propriate sense, is one of those refined

possess a temporary value liable to be and subtle essences which are only at- destroyed at any time by the industry tained after an elaborate process of of a laborious historian, can boast at biographical exhaustion and mental least of a constructive character. No analysis. The official correspondence just criticism, indeed, can depreciate of public men, long secreted in the the ultimate importance of such archives of their families, serves at works as those which form the object this date to form the raw material of of the present review, any more than political memoirs : and the works, it can succeed in underrating their again, thus formed by a collation of present interest. Historical memoirs letters illustrative of the policy of have gained a new impulse during successive governments form the raw the last twenty years, and have largely material of future history. This illustrated within that period the an

* Memoirs of the Court and Cabinets of George the Third, from original family documents. By the Duke of Buckingham and Chandos, K.Ğ. 4 vols. 1853-55. Hurst and Blackett. London.

Memoirs of the Regency, &c. By the Duke of Buckingham and Chandos. 2 vols. 1856, Hurst and Blackett. London.

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