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TO THE READER. 0^ I VACANCY seems to exist in the litera- ^ ture of tlie present day, which this book, *^ it is hoped, may help to fill. There is no English work on the Language of Flowers which is at all satisfactory, and no foreign one, as far as we are aware, which is either sufficiently complete, or exactly adapted to American wants. The editor has consulted all the flower books 1 * (5) 6 TO THE READER. known to her in English, French, and German, and belieyes this will be found to contain a more copious dictionary, and more appropriate descriptions, than any of its predecessors. It is designed for all parts of the United States ; but if any are disappointed in not finding here some flowers they seek, they must remember that this charming language is not yet perfected, and we have been unwilling to attach arbitrary and unauthorized meanings to many of our native blossoms which certainly deserve and convey a sentiment as well as their older foreign sisters. Where authorities differed in regard to signification, the most correct has been carefully sought out; and in some in- stances, where two seemed equally good, both are given. The quotations from English authors (to say nothing of Latin and other languages) might have been multiplied, and a very large volume written on this delightful subject — for who is ever tired of rambling among flowers ? But it was necessary to keep the volume of a convenient size — and this must be our excuse for rejecting much which some may expect to find. Trusting that any omissions or inaccuracies may meet with indulgence, we commend our new "Language of Flowers,'' not to the tender mercies of the critics, but to the attention of all who love flowers. DECE.MBER, 1885. INTRODUCTION. ij^ T was in that age when the golden mornings of the early world were unclouded by the smoke of cities, — when the odors from thousands of untrodden flowers mingled with the aroma of old forests, and the gen- tlest wind that ever tried its wings, flapped its way through vast realms of sleeping fragrance, — that Love first set out to discover the long lost Lan- guage of the Flowers. For there had been rumors in the olden world, that before the winged lovers of Earth's first daughters left their watch beside the star -beaconed (7) » INTRODUCTION. battlements of Heaven, and gave up all their glory for the heart of woman, — the buds and blossoms held sweet converse together, and that many a time when the nightingale ushered in the twilight with her song, voices from the flowers had made low response, amongst the glades and rose-girded pastures in the Garden of Paradise. Even on Olympus, Love had heard that an immortal language never could die ; that, although silent, it still slept somewhere among the flowers ; and many a time, whilst resting on some fragrant bed, he had been awakened by low whisperings, and disturbed by the heavy beating of his heart, which ever seemed urging him onward to commence his holy mission, and discover that language, which had been lost ever since the day when Eve went weeping from the angel-guarded gates of Eden. Love arose and shook the rounded dew in Idosened pearls from the feathery silver of his wings, and soared far away over many a hill and valley, alighting when weary, and kneeling lowly, with attentive ear and bowed head, beside the blossoms ; but as yet he had only leai'ned what the bees said when they hung murmuring over the honeyed bells, and what words the butterflies whispered afe they alighted upon the flowers with subsid- ing wings. Onward wandered Love for many a day ; although he caught the faint breathing of the blossoms. IN TROD Ua TION. 9 yet the meaning of their lowest words was still to him a mystery. At last, weary and sad at heart, he sat down and wept upon a bed of roses. The rose was his moth- er's favorite flower ; it had ever been sacred to Venus, and he heard a sound as of low sighing amongst its leaves ; and when he lay down, he felt the drooping petals falling upon his lips and around his neck, as if to catch the tears that fell ; and then it was that Love first kissed the Rose and blessed it unawares, for the sweet- ness and beauty of the flower sank into his heart. And whilst folded upon his lips, she told him that ages ago Jove selected her for the Queen of Flowers and the 'Goddess of Beauty; that nothing human had ever sur- passed her charms ; and that when every image of poetry was exhausted, none could equal her own ; that, from the first creation of flowers, she had been named " the ornament of the earth, the princess of plants, the eye of the flowers, the blush of beauty, the breath of love ; " and that even when her leaves withered, to mark her immortal origin, she gave not up her breath, but still lived in a spirit of invisible fragrance ; that she never knew old age, but sank to sleep in perfume, in t^e full perfection of her beauty, for she was the fairest daughter that was born of the Mother of Love. So Love found his sweet and long lost sister in the Rose, and she first spoke to him in the old language of 10 INTRODUCTION. the flowers, giving him a new lesson every day, until not a bell bowed or a bud expanded, nor a blossom opened its beautiful lips, without Love knowing every word it whispered. For days did Love linger with his sweet sister the Rose, before he again set out on his pilgrim- age ; but his journey was now no longer lonely ; he found a companion in every flower by the wayside, and held converse with every bud that dwelt within its green homestead of leaves. Long did Love brood over the new language which he had discovered, and many a day did he sit pondering to himself, as if hesitating whether or not he should trust Woman with the secret. " She is already armed with' beauty,'' reasoned Love, as he sat with his elbow pil- lowed on a bed of flowers ; " there is a language in her eyes, and a sweet music in her voice, and shall 1 now teach her to converse through flowers — to give a tongue to the rose, and a voice to the lily, and hang upon the honeysuckle words of love, and turn every blossom she gathers into the language of afi"ection ? No : I will again fly abroad, and dropping a bud here and a bell th.ere, see to what purpose she turneth these beautiful secrets. I will but at flrst teach her a few letters in this new Alphabet of Love." Then he thought that as the flowers were such holy things, born of beauty and nursed in purity, fed upon introduction: 11 the dews, and seldom looking upon aught less sacred than the stars, as if they were more allied to heaven than to earth — that if the virtue, and goodness, and love, which they represent, were but practised by mankind, they would again make the children of earth what they were in the infancy of the world, and man would again be found only " a little lower than the angels." Ages passed away before Love entered the flowery fields and velvet valleys of merry England ; his heart had long been light, and his wings unfettered, and he cared not now into what quarter of the world he wan- dered, for he found that wherever he went upon his flowery errand, man grew more refined, and woman each day bore a closer resemblance to the angels. He visited ancient castles, and humble hamlets, and thronged thorpes, and thatched granges, and taught everywhere this new language of love. K he saw a rustic maiden with her head hanging aside, and her hands clasped, he plucked the fragrant blossom of the Hawthorn, and throwing it at her feet, he whispered into her ear and bade her Hope. As his foot dashed away the dew from the up-coned Lilac, he gathered the topmost sprig, and threw it at her unsuspecting lover, who from that moment dated his first emotions of Love, He pointed out the spot where many a blue-belled flower grew, and there they met, and vowed to be Constant unto death. 12 INTBODUCTIOX. So he wandered along; and on wild moorlands, where rude huts rose, and scarce a flower broke the dark brown solitude, Love left the broad Pern as a token of Sin- cerity ; on bleak mountain-tops, where scarce a tree threw down its checkered shadow, he planted the Hare- bell and the crimson Heather, to give a charm to Retire- ment and Solitude. Into the depths of the loneliest woods he went, visiting deep dells and deserted dingles, where the graceful Lilies of the Valley grew, telling them they were not forgotten, but should yet be proudly worn on many a fond breast that sighed for a Return of Happiness. Beside the Marigold, which closed its eyes as if for very Sorrow, he planted the Celandine, and promised that, whilst ever the golden star shone there, it should be the image of Joys to Come. From flower to flower he flew on his peaceful pilgrimage ; through them reconciling lovers who had long been estranged, and bringing back many a wandering affection that had long sighed for a fond heart to dwell within. Thus Love restored a language which for undated centuries had been lost — which the sweet tongue of woman had made music of before the beauty of the early world was submerged beneath the waters. For Time had all but blotted out the few records which told that there ever existed a language between Love and the Flowers. INTRODUCTION. 13 Amid the broken and crumbling ruins over which Time has marched, he has only left the sculptured capital of some column or shattered pedestal, in which we can trace, among a hundred rude hiero- glyphics, the rough outline of some flower, which was either sacred to their religion or to their love. In the ruins of temples, whose origin even antiquity has forgotten, we trace in the life-like marble of the figures brows which are wreathed with blossoms, and in the broken fresco we find groups of maidens strewing the pathway which leads to the holy shrine with flowers ; the carven altar is piled high with them ; they garland the neck of the victim which their priests are about to sacrifice; and — we know no more. Ages have passed away since that procession moved — the shadows of two thousand years have settled down over the hUls and valleys where those beautiful maidens first gathered the flowers of summer — history has left no record of their existence — the language in which they breathed their loves, their hopes, and their fears, has died away — even their name as a nation is forgotten : and aU we know is, that their men looked noble, and their women beautiful ; and that flowers were used in their sacred ceremonies ; and that all, saving the mute figures upon the marble, have long since 2 14 introduction: passed away. We sigh, and try in vain to decipher these ancient emblems. Love turned to the fables of the Heathen Poets, and there he found that those whose beauty the gods could not lift into immortality, they changed, into flowers ; as if they considered that next to the glory of bein^ en- throned upon Olympus, was to be transformed into a beautiful and fragrant object; one that, so long as sun shone upon the world, and the globed dews hung their rounded silver upon the blossoms, so long should it «tand throughout all time " A thing of beauty, and a joy forever." Thomas Miller. D£ V? THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. SPRING. MARCH. GRASSES (Gramina). Utility. HEEE is there any plant more useful than the grass of the meadow ? It grows without care or culture, all over the earth ; sustaining the life of aU the animals most serviceable to man. Bota- nists tell us that more than three hundred varieties of grass exist. Many of them have exceedingly grace- ful and beautiful blossoms. 2 * (1") 18 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. WEEPING WILLOW {Salix Bdbylmica). Melancholy. The common willow is sacred to forsaken lovers ; but this graceful tree, whose branches seem to droop with an eternal weight of regret, is by universal consent appropriated to the graveyard. There, early in spring, its silvery, flexile branches wave over the resting-places of those dear to us, and seem to murmur continually, with Lafontaine, — " Absence is the greatest of all evils." HORSE-CHESTNUT {jEseidus hij^ocastanum). Luxury. This gorgeous tree bursts into leaf and bloom with incredible rapidity on the return of spring. When it is growing alone, nothing can equal the symmetry of its pyramidal form, the richness of its foliage, and its superb clusters of flowers. The fruit, however, is bitter, and the wood of little value. LILAC (Syringa vulgaris). First emotion of love. " O Lilac, in wliose purple well Youth, in perpetuOf doth dwell, My fancy feels thy fragrant spell. " Of all that morning dews do feed — All flowers of garden, field, or mead — Thou art the first in childhood's creed. "And, e'en to me, thy breath in spring Hath power a little while to bring Back to my heart it« blossoming.'* T. W. Parsons. •Van Spaendonck let his brush fall before a bunch of lilacs. Nature seems indeed to. have made every cluster THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 19 perfect. Around each mass of bloom the light plays and is decomposed into a thousand varying shades, which, all melting into one tint, make that happy har- mony which dazzles the beholder and drives the painter to despair. " The lilac, various in array, now white. Now Banguine, and her beauteous head now set With purple spikes pyramidal, as if, studious of ornaments, Yet unresolved which hues she most approved. She chose them all." Cowper. The lilac symbolizes the first emotions of love, because its tender green, its flexible shoots, and its abundant flowers, with their tender and varied colors, aU recall those celestial emotions which lend to youth a divine grace. ALMOND (Amygdalus communis). Heedlessness. Emblem of heedlessness, the almond answers first to the call of spring, and covers itself with a shower of blossoms, like rosy snow, while all the shrubbery is yet leafless. Virgil makes it prophesy of the harvest to come. Fable gives the almond tree this origin. De- mophoon, son of Theseus and Phaedra, returning from the siege of Troy, was thrown by a tempest on the coast of Thrace, where the beautiful Phyllis then reigned. The young queen welcomed the prince, loved him, and made him her husband. Recalled to Athens by the death of his father, Demophoon promised Phyllis to 20 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWEIIS. come back in a montli, and fixed the moment of his return. The tender Phyllis counted every instant of his absence, and when the long-desired day at last arrived, she ran nine times to the shore : but, having lost all hope, believing herself forsaken, she fell there, dead of grief, and was changed into an almond tree. Three months after, Demophoon returned : disconso- late at his loss, he offered a sacrifice on the sea-shore, to appease the manes of his beloved. She seemed sensible of his repentance and return, for the almond tree suddenly put forth flowers, proving by this last effort that death itself could not change her. PERIWINKLE ( Vinca minor) . Sweet memories. The periwinkle has green, firm, glossy leaves, which, growing on long, trailing stems, weave a fairy net over the grass to imprison the pretty blue flowers which peep out here and there. This plant is dedicated to lasting happiness ; its color is that preferred by friend- ship, and it was for J. J. Rousseau the emblem of the sweetest remembrances. TULIP {Ttilipa gesneriana). Declaration of love. The tulip is a native of Asia, and some writers claim that its name arose from its resemblance to a turban, though Thomas Miller says, " Few know that there is a beautiful fragrant yellow tulip which grows wild THE LANGUAGE 'OF FLOWERS. 21 in our own pastoral England. It gives pleasure to me to know that we are neither indebted to Turks nor turbans for the origin of this splendid flower, which was, no doubt, more plentiful in the days of our old Elizabethan poets, and which is mentioned in Ben Jonson's ' Pan's Anniversary ' by the very name it still bears." In the East, when a young man presents one to his mistress, it signifies, by its general color, that he is on fire with her beauty, and by its black centre, that his heart is burned to a coal. The Turks almost idolize this flower ; and every year, in the seraglio of the Sultan, the Feast of Tulips is celebrat- ed with the ntmost splendor. In Europe, also, tulips have had their adorers. Between the years 1644 and 1647, tulips rose to incredible prices in Holland, and enriched many speculators. Those who, for want of ready money, could not engage in this trade, exchanged houses and lands for bulbs. One variety, the Viceroy, is said to have been sold as high as ten thousand dol- lars ! This extraordinary traffic was at last checked by a law that no tulip, or other flower, should be sold for a sum exceeding one hundred and seventy-five dollars. BUCKBEAN (Menyanthes trifoliata). Calmness, repose. Along that lake whose silvery waters reflect a cloud- less sky, do you see those clusters, as white as snow ? A light pink just tinges the reverse of these lovely 22 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. flowers, and a tuft of very delicate filaments of dazzling whiteness escapes from their alabaster cups. If you have once- seen this plant, balancing gently on the edge of the water, you can never forget its elegance and grace. The bog-bean, or water-trefoil, as it is sometimes called, never blooms in stormy weather ; it expands only in a calm day. APRIL. HAWTHORN {Crattegus). Hope. tJE old poets, as if despairing to find a fitting name for this fragrant blossom, have called it May ; for to them that word recalled the season of poetry, the month of flowers, and was fraught with associations of all that is bright and beautiful on the earth." The Troglo- dytes, who recalled the golden age by their simple man- ners, smilingly covered those whom death took from, them with branches of hawthorn ; for they regarded death as the dawn of a life in which they should part no more. In Athens, young maidens carried boughs of hawthorn at the weddings of their companions ; the C23) 24 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. altar of Hymen was lighted by torches made of the wood of this shrub, which, as we see, has always been the em- blem of hope. PRIMROSE (^Primula vulgaris, or acaulis). Modest worth. English literature is filled with allusions to this flower. The primrose, cowslip, polyanthus, and auricula are all members of the same floral family. " Pale primroses, That die unmarried ere tliey can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength." — Shakspeare. "Bring the rathe primrose, that forsaken dies." — MUton. " The primrose, tenant of the glade, Emblem of virtue in the shade." — J. Mayne, 1609. MYRTLE (Myrtus communis). Love. The oak from all time was consejsrated to Jupiter, the laurel to Apollo, the olive to Minerva, and the myrtle to Venus. In Rome the first temple of this goddess was surrounded by a grove of myrtles ; in Greece she was adored under the name of Myrtea or Murtia. When she appeared rising from the sea, the Hours went to meet her, and presented to her a thousand-colored scarf and a myrtle garland. After her victory over Pallas and Juno, she was crowned with myrtle by the Loves. Surprised one day by a troop of Satyrs, she took refuge behind a bush of myrtle : it was also with branches of this tree that she avenged herself on the audacious Psyche, who had dared to compare her charms with TBE LAXGUAGE OF FZOJVESS. 25 those of the immortal beauty. The Flora Domestica says, " Myrtle was the symbol of authority for magis- trates at Athens ; bloodless victors were crowned with myrtle." Spears, too, were made of its wood. "The war from stubborn myrtle shafts receives." — Dryden's Virgil. The Arabs have recorded an ancient tradition that Adam bore in his hand a sprig of myrtle when he was driven out from the garden of Paradise. It was formerly much used in medicine and cookery, and also to flavor wines. It flourishes in warm climates, near the sea- coast. ACANTHUS (^Acanthus molUs). Art. The acanthus delights in warm countries and the banks of great rivers. Pliny speaks of its value for dec- orative purposes. The ancients ornamented their furni- ture, their vases, and their valuable garments with its beautifully cut leaves. The robe of Helen was bordered by a garland of acanthus in relief. VirgU tells us also of a vase from the hand of Alcimedon, adorned with foliage imitated from the acanthus. This charming model of the arts has become their emblem. If any- thing is opposed to the acanthus, we see it redouble its forces, and grow with new vigor. Thus genius rises and increases by the very obstacles which seemed insur- mountable. It is related that the architect Callimachus, passing by the tomb of a young girl who died within the 3 26 THE LANOUAOE OF FLOWERS. year, on the eve of a happy marriage, was moved by a tender pity, and approached to throw flowers on it. But an offering had preceded his. The nurse of the young girl, taking the veil and flowers which should have adorned her on her wedding day, put them in a little basket ; then, having placed it beside the tomb on a plant of acanthus, she covered it with a broad tile. The next spring the acanthus leaves had surrounded the basket ; but, stopped by the edges of the tile, they bent back and rounded gracefully towards their extremities. Callimachus, surprised at this rural decoration, which seemed the work of the weeping Grraces, made of it the capital of the Corinthian column. BUGLOSS (Anchma officinalis.) Falsehood. La Bruyere, the most spirituel of French moralists, said, " If women were naturally what they become by art, if they should lose in a moment all the freshness of their complexion, if their faces were as glowing or as leady as they make them by the rouge and the paint which they use, they would be inconsolable." This truth appears incontestable ; and yet, from north to south, from east to west, among savage or polished na- tions, this strange taste for painting is universal. Du- perron relates how a young savage, wishing to attract his attention, took a bit of coal and went to pound it in a corner, then, having rubbed her cheeks with it, returned with a triumphant air, as if this had rendered the effect THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 27 of her charms more sure. Castellan, speaking of a Greek princess whom he painted, describes her thus : " Her black eyes, well shaped, and on a level with her head, had the brilliancy of diamonds, but her stained eye- lids spoiled their expression. Her eyebrows, joined by a pencilled line, gave a kind of hardness to her look. Her mouth, very small and highly colored, might have been embellished by a smile, but I never had the happi- ness of seeing one. Her cheeks were covered with a very deep red, and crescent-shaped patches disfigured her face." Bugloss has been made the emblem of falsehood, be- cause its root is used in the composition of several kinds of paints. That of vrhich it is the basis is perhaps the oldest and least dangerous of aU. But nothing can im- itate the natural blush of modesty, and art destroys it irreparably. If we wish to please long, if we wish to please always, let us discard falsehood from our hearts, our lips, and our faces, repeating with the poet, — " Bien n'est beau que le vrai, le vrai seul est aimable." REST-HARROW (Ononis spinosa). Obstacles. This plant sometimes stops the labors of the husband- man by its tough network of roots. With its pretty papilionaceous pink flowers, its long thorns, and deeply- struck roots, it is the siren of the fields, and the emblem of the obstacles which vice opposes to virtue. 28 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS- HONEYSUCKLE (Lonicerd) . Bonds of love. " Bid her steal into the pleacli^d bower, Where honeysuckles, ripened by the sun, Forbid the sun to enter — like favorites Made proud by princes, that advance their pride Against that power that bred it." The poets have repeatedly celebrated this delightful flower under the name of woodbine. The delicious bank in Midsummer Night's Dream was " Quite overcanopied with lush woodbine." The opposite attributes of inconstancy and fidelity have been ascribed to the honeysuckle by two poets, but the following lines are most certainly a slander on this sweet flower — " Inconstant woodbine,' wherefore rove With gadding stem about my bower? Why, with my darling myrtle wove. In bold defiance mock my power."*" Carew. Rather let us believe with good old Dan Chaucer, in the Floure and the Leafe, — " And those that were chapelets on their hede. Of fresh woodbind, be such as never were To love untrue in word, in thought, in dede. But ay stedfast, ne for plesauuce ne fere, " Tho' that they shudde their hertis all to tere. Would never flit, but evir were stedfast, Till that ther livis these assunder brast." Sometimes we see a young honeysuckle lovingly wind its slender arms around the knotty trunk of an old oak : one would say that this weak shrub wished, springing aloft, tO' surpass the king of the forests in height; but THE LAXOVAGE OF FLOWESS. 29 soon, as if its efforts were vain, it falls gracefully down again, and crowns him with perfumed festoons. Thus Love sometimes unites a timid girl to a proud warrior. Unhappy Desdemona ! the admiration of strength and courage, and the feeling of helplessness, attached thy heart to the terrible Othello ; but jealousy struck thee in the very arms which should have protected thee. And thou, gentle and humble La VaUiere, the love of the greatest monarch alone could subjugate thy poor heart, and draw it away from virtue. Poor vine ! the wind of inconstan^jy soon deprived thee of that dear prop ; but thou didst never trail on the ground — thy heart, raising its affections to heaven, carried its ten- der homage to Him who alone is worthy of eternal love. 3* »w MAY. LILY OF THE VALLEY {Convallaria ma/aUs). Return of among the broad green leaves, with what joy do we greet the little ivory bells of " that modest, pale, And sweetest nursling of the wood, Which men call lily of the vale, Because it dwells in lowly mood " ! Parsons, (30) TBE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 31 " No flower amid the garden fairer grows Than the sweet lily of the lowly vale." Keats. " The lUy of the vale, whose virgin flower Trembles at every breeze within its leafy bower." Barton. Wordsworth does not forget " That shy plant, the lily of the vale, That loves the ground, and from the smi withholds Her pensive beauty, from the breeze her sweets." And Thomson, in his Spring, bids us " Seek the bank where flowering elders crowd. Where, scattered wide, the lily of the vale Its balmy essence breathes." PRIVET (Ligustrum mdgare). Prohibition. " Why," said a young matron to the venerable pastor of the village, " have you not planted a strong thorn hedge, instead of that flowering privet which encircles your garden ? " The pastor replied, " When you for- bid your child some dangerous pleasure, the prohibition is accompanied on your lips by a tender smile ; your look is a caress ; and if he rebels, your maternal hand imme- diately offers a plaything to console him : in like man- ner, the pastor's hedge ought to keep off the intrusive, and offer flowers even to those whom it repulses." HEATH (Erica). Solitude. The common heather, which grows so freely in Great Britain and Germany, is not found wild in this country. 32 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. The various elegant species which are found in conser- vatories are mostly natives of the Cape of Grood Hope. Miller says, " The heath was well chosen as the emblem of solitude. It recalls many a wild lalidscape ; the bleak, broad mountain side, which, throughout the long winter and the slow-opening spring, looked black and barren, till towards the end of summer, when it was clothed everywhere with the rich carpet of crimson and purple heather, looking from the distance as if a sun- shine not of earth had come down and bathed the whole mountain steep in subdued and rosy light — it recalls vast plains of immeasurable extent ; spots where lovers might sit and sigh away their souls in each other's arms without being disturbed by the foot of the solitary hunter." POETS' NARCISSUS {Narcissus poeticus). Egotism. This is the most beautiful of its family. A large flower, of pure white, slightly drooping, with a golden cup in the centre, which exhales a strong and pleasant odor. Every one knows the pretty story attached to it ; so we confine ourselves to three extracts. Spenser, in describing a garden, says, — '* And round about grew every sort of floure, To which sad lovers were transformed of yore; — Foolish Narcisse, that likes the wat'ry shore." " The pale narcissus, that with passion pure Still feeds upon itself; but, newly blown, The nymphs will pluck It from its tender stalk, And say, ' Go, fool, and to thy image talk.' " Lord 'Hiurtow, THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 33 " On the bank a lonely flower he spied, A meek and forlorn flower, with nought of pride, Drooping its beauty o'er the watery clearness To woo its own sad image into nearness. Deaf to bright Zephyrus, it would not move, But still would seem to droop, to pine, to love." Keats. LINDEN, or LIME {Tilia). Conjugal love. ** Come forth, and let us through our hearts receive The joy of verdure ! — see, the honeyed lime Showers cool green light on banks where wild flowers weave Thick tapestry." Mrs. Memans. This favorite tree commemorates the beautiful story of Baucis and Philemon. Baucis was turned to a lin- den, and thus it stands now an emblem of the attri- butes and graces of a faithful wife. The foliage is very thick and verdant, and the effects of light and shade on it bewitching. The blossoms perfume all the surround- ing air. It is a useful tree too ; an infusion of its flow- ers makes a good tisane ; its bark can be woven into a kind of cloth, and braided into ropes and hats. The Greeks made paper of it, resembling that from papyrus, and specimens made by our modern processes resemble white satin. Its wood furnishes the poorer classes in Europe with fuel, shoes, and furniture. The horse- chestnut and other trees have disputed its place in avenues and public promenades, but nothing can ban- ish it. STRAWBERRY {Fragaria vesca). Perfect excellence. The illustrious Bernardin de St. Pierre conceived the project of writing a general history of nature, in imita- 34 TBE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. tion of the ancient authors. A strawberry plant, which had chatieed to grow over his window, turned him from this vast design : he observed this plant, and discovered so many wonders in it, that he clearly saw that the study of a single plant and its inhabitants was enough to fill a lifetime. He then renounced the ambitious title of his book, and contented himself with writing Studies of Nature. It is from this book that we must acquire a taste for observation ; and it is there, above all, that we must read of the strawberry. All over the world this charming berry, which vies with the rosebud in fresh- ness and perfume, delights the sight, the smell, the taste. It is a welcome luxury on the tables of the rich, and a feast for the children of the poor. The learned botanist Linnaeus was cured of frequent attacks of the gout by the use of strawberries. The flowers are delicate and pretty ; but who so barbarous as to pluck them ? THYME {Thymus). Activity. " I know a bank whereon the wild thyme grows." How many diligent bees sing this song to each other, and swarm about the flowery, fragrant tufts ! The Greeks regarded this herb as the symbol of activity ; doubtless they had observed that its perfume, strength- ening to the brain, is very salutary for old persons. Activity is a warlike virtue, and this is why ladies for- merly often embroidered on the scarf of their knights a bee humming round a branch of thyme. TBE LAXGVAGE OF FLOWERS. 35 RED VALERIAN (Valeriana rubra). Readiness. This is a native of the Alps. Its root is said to he an excellent remedy against most maladies engendered by luxury, and an infusion of it is strengthening to the eyes, and animating to the spirits. It blooms freely and is improved by culture, though our common valerian is perhaps more attractive, and equally useful. The odor of the root is very enticing to eats, and also, it is stated, to rats. SUMMER. JUNE. THE MONTH OF ROSES. rEEN of flowers, who that could sing has not sung thee, enchanting Rose ? Yet no ex- pression can exaggerate, or even do justice to, thy per- fections. Perhaps the sweetest title of the Virgin Mother, to the heart of many a Catholic maiden, is the one of " Rosa Mystica." Among the Greeks and Romans the rose was the most conspic- (36) bf. , ii^'ipffcUe P'ijw I'is.J'f id-V/ii' rUBLISHED BY DE VRIES. IBARRA ETT:. BOSTON. THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 37 uous ornament of every festival and every solemn sacri- fice, Syria, Arabia, and Persia vie in tiieir admiration of it. In the East, indeed, this fairest of flowers attains its greatest perfection. There is distilled the precious Attar, which makes it live forever. "Its breath Is rich beyond the rest; and when it dies It doth bequeath a charm, to sweeten death." Barry ComwaU. The love of the nightingale for the rose is continually mentioned by the Eastern bards, and we find many allu- sions to it in our English rhymes. Moore says, — " Though rich the spot With every flower this earth has got, "What IS it to the nighting-ale, If there his darling rose is not -•' " And Byron sings, — " How welcome is each gentle air That wakes and wafts the odors there! For there the rose, o'er crag and vale, Sultana of the nightingale, The maid for wliom his melody, His thousand songs, is heard on high. Blooms blushing to her lover's tale: His queen, the garden's queen, his rose, Unbent by winds, unchilled by snows. Far from the winters of the west, By every breeze and neason blest, Ketums the sweets by nature given In softest incense back to heaven. And grateful yields that smiling sky. Her fairest hue and fragrant sigh," In France there takes place annually a beautiful cere- mony, which, originated as follows ; Saint 3Iedard, 4 38 THE LANGUAGE OF FLO^rEBS. bi.sliop of Noyon, born at Salency, of an illustrious family, instituted in his birthplace, in 532, a prize for virtue. This prize is a simple crown of roses ; but all the young people of the village must acknowledge her who obtains it as the most worthy, modest, and virtuous. The sister of St. Medard was unanimously named the first rosilre. She received her crown from the hands of its founder, and bequeathed it, with the example of her virtues, to posterity. Time, which has overturned so many empires, and broken the sceptre of so many kings and queens, has respected the rose crown of Salency. It has continued to pass from the hand of one protector and another to the brow of innocence. Chaucer loved the rose, and crowned Venus with a garland "rosy white and redde." Spenser tells us that, in the contest of beauty, " a rosy girlond was the victor's meed." And after his description of fair Alma, in her rich array, he says, — ** Her yellow golden heare Was trimly woven, and in tresses wrought; Ne other tire she on her head did weare, But crowned with a garland of sweet rosi&re." In many a festive scene, we find, as Sir Philip Sidney beautifully said, — " A rosy garland and a weary head." Thus the rose has often been used to "point a moral or adorn a tale." One of the most pleasing of Waller's poems is the well-known song, " Go, Lovely Eose." Middleton says, — THE LAXGUAGE OF FLOWEIiS. 39 " I never heard Of any true affection, but 'twas nipt With care, that like the caterpillar eats The leaves of the spring-'s sweetest book — the rose." Herrick sings, — "Gather the rosebuds while ye may; Old Time is still a flying; And this same flower, that smiles to-day, To-morrow will be dying." And holy G-eorge Herbert, — "Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye. Thy root is ever in its grave. And thou must die." The celebrated Roman de la Hose, the delight of the court of Philip the Fair, seems to have been written only to teach us how dangerous it is to listen to a seducing voice ; and that modesty ought to defend beauty, as thorns the rose. The order of the Golden Rose was instituted by the Pope of Rome in the twelfth century. It was formerly sent to new sovereigns at their accession, but is now presented annually to some crowned head. A fine little . poem on the rose is attributed to Sappho : — " Did Jove a queen of flowers decree, The rose the queen of flowers should be; Of flowers the eye ; of plants the gem ; The meadows' blush; earth's diadem; Glory of colors, on the gaze Lightening in its beauty's blaze. It breathes of love : it blooms the guest Of Venus' ever-fragrant breast : In gaudy pomp its petals spread; Light foliage trembles round its head; With vermeil blossoms fresh and fair, It laughs to the voluptuous air." 40 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWEBS. Anacreon has sung the praises of the rose in two • exquisite odes. In one he says, — " O, lovely rose ! to thee I sing, Thou sweetest, fairest child of spring;! O, thou art dear to all the gods, The darling of their blest abodes ; Thy breathing buds and blossoms fair Entwine young Cupid's golden hair, When gayly dancing hand in hand, He joins the Graces' lovely band." The other one we give entire, sure that our readers will forgive its length for its beauty and appropriate- ness. The translation is by T. Bourne. " Thou, my friend, shalt sweep the strings I In loftiest strains will sing, Wliile its fragrance round us flows. The queen of flowers, the lovely rose. Its perfumed breath ascends the skies On every gentle gale that sighs; Its sweets descend to earth again, Alike beloved by gods and men. When spring awakes the slumbering flowers, And music breathes amid the bowers. Thee, darling gem, the Graces wear Entwined amid their flowing hair; And rosy wreaths alone may dress The queen of love and loveliness. In every song and fable known The Muses claim thee as their own; Thou bidd'st thy blooming sweetness glow In thorny paths of pain and woe. But O, what joy, when blest we rove Through rosy bowers and dream of love. While bliss on every breeze is borne, To pluok the rose without the thorn; With gentlest touch its leaves to press. And raise it to our soft caress!' O, thou art still the poot*s theme, And thee a welcome guest we deem, To grace our feasts and deck our hair. When Bacchus bids us banish care. E'en Nature does thy beauties prize — She steals thy tint to paint the skies; THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 41 For rosy-fing-ered is the morn With which the crimBon veil is drawn. The lovely nymphs we always deck "With rosy arms and rosy neck ; And roseate tints are ever seen To bloom the cheeks of beauty's queen. Its power to soothe the pang^s of pain Physicians try, nor try in vain; And e*en when life and hope are fled, Its deathless scent embalms the dead; For though its withering- charms decay, And one by one all fade away, Its grateful smell the rose retains, And redolent of youth remains. But, lyrist, let it next be sung From whence this precious treasure sprung, "When first from ocean's dewy spray Fair Venus rose to upper day, — "When, fearful to the powers above, The armed Pallas sprimg from Jove, — 'Twas then, they say, the jealous earth llrst gave the lovely stranger birth. A drop of pure nectareous dew From heaven the blest immortals threw; A while it trembled on the thorn, And then the lovely rose was bom. To Bacchus they the flower assign. And roses still his brows entwine." Tasso gives us an exquisite description of the rose. " Deh mira, egli cant5, spuntar la rosa Dal verde suo modesta e verginella, Che mezzo aperta ancora e mezzo ascosa, Quanto si mostra men, tanto h piu bella, Ecco poi nudo il sen gla baldanzosa Dispiega, ecco poi langiie, e non par quella, Quella non par, che desiata avanti Fu da mille donzelle e mille amanti. " CoBi trapassa al trapassar d'un giomo Delia vita mortale il fiore e'l verde." Ger, Lib., Canto XVI. And Ariosto tells us, — " La verginella fe simile alia rosa Ch* in bel giardin su la nativa spina Mentre sola e sicura si riposa, Nfe grcgge nfe pastor se le awicina : 4 * 42 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. L' aura soave e i' alba rugiadosa, L'acqua, la terra al suo favor s'lncliina ; Giovoni vaghi e donne inamorate Amano averne e seni e tempie ornate." Orl. Fur.f Canto I. The origin of the thorns on the rose is thus fancifully told : — *' Young Love, rambling through, the wood, Found me in my solitude, Bright with dew, and freshly blown, And trembling to the zephyr's sighs. But as he stooped to gaze upon The living gem with raptured eyes. It chanced a bee was busy there Searching for its fragrant fare ; And Cupid, stooping, too, to sip, The angry insect stung his lip, — And, gushing from the ambrosial c«ll, One bright drop on my bosom fell. Weeping, to his mother he Told the tale of treachery ; And flhe, her vengeful boy to please, Strung his bow with captive bees; But placed upon my slender stem The poisoned sting she plucked from them ; And none, since that eventful morn, Have found the flower without a thorn." ROSEBUD. Confession of love. " Who can view the ripened rose, nor seek To^'^"''"-" Byron. Yet to many the rose is lovelier before she " ex- pands her paradise of leaves." "The rose is fairest wlien 'tis budding new," Scott. " Ah I see the virgin rose, liow sweetly shee Doth first peepe forth with bashfull modestee, That fairer seemes the less ye see her may." Spenser, Thomson praises " A red rosebud, moist with morning dew, Breathing delight." THE LAXaUAGE OF FLOWEBS. 43 WHITE ROSE (Bosa cUba). Silence. It was fabled that all roses were originally white ; but the authorities differ widely as to how it became red. The legend most generally received is, that it was colored by the blood of Adonis. The ancients represented the god of Silence under the form of a young man, putting one finger on his lips, and hold- ing in the other hand a white rose. A rose was carved on the door of banqueting halls, to signify to the guests that nothing said there should be repeated. Sometimes the rose was painted on, or suspended from, the ceiling. Hence the expression " sub rosa, " for secrecy. Happy age, when a rose was enough to seal the lips of the tale-bearer I The white rose is connected with more melancholy scenes and thoughts than the brilliant red rose. In the " Lay of the Last Minstrel," when the sad, anxious Margaret came on her palfrey, — " White was her wimple and her veil. And her loose locks a. chaplet pale Of wlutest roses bound." And at the tomb of Byron's Zuleika, — " A single rose is shedding Its lonely Instre, meek and pale; It looks as planted by despair, — So white, so faint, — the slightest gale Might whirl the leaves on high." *' Bring flowers, pale flowers, o'er the bier to shed, A crown for the brow of the early dead '. For this through its leaves hath the white rose burst." " By the garland on the bier. Weep I a maiden claims thy tear — Broken is the rose," Mrs, Hemans, 44 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS, MOSS ROSE {Rosa musoosa). Superior merit. Voluptuousness. PHETTY translation from the G-erman gives us the origin of this superb rose. The Angel of the Flowers fell asleep one day under a rose tree, which gave him refreshing shade, and on waking, thus in rapture he 'spoke : — '* ' Thou queen of my bowers, Thou fairest of flowers, What gift shall be mine. And what guerdon be thine ? * ' In guerdon of duty- Bestow some new beauty,' She said; and then smiled Like a mischievous child. In ang-er he started. But ere he departed, To rebuke the vain flower In the pride of her power, He flung some rude moss Her fair bosom across; — But her new robes of green So became the fair queen. That the Angel of Flowers Mistrusted his powers. And was heard to declare He had granted her prayer." THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWESS. 45 WILD BRIER, SWEET BRIER ROSE, or EGLANTINE. Poetry. This is, par excellence, the flower of the poets. Hear them. " A Bweeter spot of earth was never found, 1 looked and looked, and Rtill with new deligfht, Such joy my soul, such pleasures filled my sight. And the fresh eglantine exhaled a breath Whose odors were of power to raise from death.'' Dryden, from Chaucer. Spenser teUa us of an arbor ** Through which the fragrant eglantine did spred His prickling arms, entrayld with roses red. Which daintie odours round about them threw." " Its sides T'U plant with dew-sweet eglantine." Keats. " Grateful eglantine regales the smell." Cowper " Here eglantine embalms the air." Scott. ** A brier rose, whose buds Yield iragrant harvest for the honey bee." ** The chestnut flowers are past, The crowning glories of the hawthorn fail. But arches of sweet eglantine are cast From every hedge." Mrs. Semans. " The wild-brier rose, a fragrant cup To hold the morning's tear." Atiss Landon. In Cymbeline we find Arviragug saying that the grave of Fidele, while he lives there, shall not lack " The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Outsweetened not thy breath," 46 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. " Eglantine est la fleur que j'aime." Clemence Isaure is made to say, in the pretty old romance that bears her name ; and a golden eglantine was one of the prizes at the celebrated Floral Games of Toulouse, instituted by her; a fuller account of which will be found immediately after the article on the violet. JULY. MUGWORT (^AHemisia vulgaris or ponticum). Good luck. Happiness. HERE is a superstition among the French peasantry that a wreath of this plant, gathered and worn on midsummer eve, has power to preserve the wearer from all attacks of evil spirits or men, throughout the year. With regard to the name of this plant, a quaint old French translation of Pliny tells us, " La gloire d'im- poser les noms aux herbes n'a pas seulement appartenue aux hommes, elle e.st aussi venue jusqu'a enflammer le cerveau des femmes, qui ont voulu avoir leur part ; car la royne Artemisia, femme du riche Mausolus, roy de Carie, fit tant par son Industrie, qu'elle baptisa de son nom I'armoise, qui, auparavant, etoit appel^e parthenis. (47) 48 TBE LANCrUAaE OF FLOWERS. Toutefois il y en a qui tiennent ce nom d'artemisia avoir ete impost h Tarmoise, a raison de la deesse Artemis Ilithya (Diana), paroeque cette herbe est particulidrement bonne aux femmes." The fragrant southern-wood be- longs to this family, and also the bitter wormwood. WHITE JASMINE (^Jasminum officinale). Amiability. The jasmine seems to have been created as the emblem of amiability. Its supple branches bend grace- fully to every caprice of the trainer ; and whether in the shape of bush, tree, or arbor, it lavishes on us a shower of fragrant, star-like blossoms. It grows now in all warm climates, but was introduced into Europe from India by Spanish navigators, about 1560. Its fragrance, like the woodbine's, is stronger towards night. " Many a perfume breathed From plants that wake while others sleep, From timid jasmine buds, that keep Their odors to themselves all day, But, when the sunlight dies away, Let the delicious secret out." Moore. The Earl of Carlisle is the author of the followin<' o pretty stanzas : — TO A JASMINE TREE. " My slight and slender jasmine tree, That bloomest on my border tower, Thou art more dearly loved by me Than all the wreaths of fairy bower : 1 ask not, while 1 near thee dwell, Arabia's spice, or Syria's rose; Thy light festoons more freshly smell, Thy virgin White more freshly glows. fHE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 49 My mild and winsome jasmine tree, That climbest up the dark gray wall. Thy tiny flowerets seem in glee, Lite silver spray-drops, down to fall : Say, did they from their leaves thns peep When mailed moss-troopers rode the hill, , When helmed warders paced the keep. And bugles blew for Belted Will? My free and feathery jasmine tree. Within the fragrance of thy breath Ton dungeon grated to its key. And the chained captive pined for death. On border fray, on feudal crime, I dream not, while I gaze on thee; The chieftains of that stem old time Could ne'er have loved a jasmine tree." It is related that a duke of Tuscany, who was the first possessor of the plant in Italy, forbade his gardener to take off a single flower or cutting. The gardener might have been faithful had he not been in love. On the birthday of his mistress he presented her a bouquet con- taining one sprig of the precious jasmine. She put it in moist earth to keep fresh : it took root, grew, and multi- plied under her skilful hands. She was poor, her lover was not rich, and her careful mother forbade their union. But the young girl, by selling her jasmines, soon amassed a little dowry. The Tuscan girls stUl wear a wreath of jasmine on their wedding day ; and they have a proverb that a maiden worthy to wear this wreath is rich enough to make her husband's fortune. CARNATION (Diarahus caryaphyUua). Pure and deep love. The variety of shades produced in this flower by skilful cultivation is almost infinite, making it a great 5 50 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS, favorite witli florists. But through all changes it still preserves its beauty aud fragrance. The great Conde. loved and cultivated carnations, and had the courage to wear one in his button-hole before Louis XIV., whose aversion to perfumes is well known. Pope says, — " To the Elysian shades Dismiss my soul, where no carnation fades.*' And in one of the most enchanting scenes that even Shakspeare ever wrote, he makes sweet Perdita say, — " The fairest flowers of the season Are our carnations and streaked gillyflowers." VERVAIN {Verhenahastata). Enchantment. Vervain was used among the ancients in various kinds of divination, and among other properties, that of reconciling enemies was attributed to it. When the Romans sent heralds to carry to nations peace or war, one of them carried vervain. The Druids had the great- est veneration for this plant ; before gathering it they made a sacrifice to the Earth. The Magi, when adoring the sun, held branches of vervain in their hands. Venus victrix wore a crown of myrtle interwoven with vervain, and the G-ermans to this day give a wreath of vervain to brides, as if to put them under the protection of this goddess. In the northern provinces of France, the shepherds gather it with ceremonies and words known only to themselves. THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 51 TARES (Lolium termUeiitum). Vice. The tare is made to, symbolize vice. Its stalk resem- bles that of wheat ; it grows up in the finest harvests. The hand of the wise and skilful cultivator roots it up with care, that it may not be confounded with the good grain. Thus a wise instructor ought diligently to eradicate every inclination to vice which springs up in the youthful heart ; but he should beware lest he uproot at the same time the germs of virtue. MARSHMALLOW (Althea officinalis). Beneficence. The marshmaUow, which typifies beneficence, is the poor man's friend. It grows wild along the brook and around the cottage, and sometimes shows its modest head in the garden. It is a soft, silvery-looking plant, with delicate, pretty pink flowers. The flowers, the leaves, the stalk, and the root are all useful. Various pastes and sirups are prepared from its juices, as pleasant to the taste as they are excellent for the health. A lost traveller has sometimes found wholesome nutri- ment in its root. We need only look around us to discover, everywhere in nature, proofs of love and foresight. But this tender mother often conceals, in plants as in men, the greatest virtues under the most modest exterior. 52 THE LANOUAGE OF FLOWERS. FLOS ADONIS (^.idonia autumnalis). Painful recollections. Adonis was killed by a wild boar. Venus, who had left for him the delights of Cythera, shed tears over his fate : they were not lost ; the earth received them, and immediately produced a slender plant covered with flowers like drops of blood. LOCUST (Robinia pseudo-acacia), Platonic love. This fine tree was carried from America to France, more' than a century ago, by the botanist Robin, who gave it his name. Its foliage is exceedingly light and fresh, and its white, drooping flowers very fragrant. The Indians are said to have made bows of its wood, and buried their dead under its shade. AUGUST. WHITE LILY (LUium candidum). Majesty. Purity. "n est le roi des fleurs, dont la rose est la reine." BoisjoUn. EAB to the heart of every one is this regal flower. It stands with ineffable grace on the elegant stem which rises from its circle of long green leaves, and breathes out the richest incense. It is a native of Syria, but has reigned in our gardens from time immemorial. The sovereigns of France have especially honored it. It bloomed in the gardens of Charlemagne. Louis VII. placed it on his coat of arms, coins, and seals. Philip Augustus 5 * (''•') 54 • THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. sprinkled his standard with lilies. St. Louis wore a ring representing, in enamel and relief, a wreath of lilies and daisies, and pn the stone was graven a crucifix with these words : " Hors cet annel pourrions-nous trouver amour ? " because, indeed, this ring combined for the pious king the emblems of all he held dear — his reli- gion, his country, and his wife. ** Crowned with a wreath of lilies, breathing cool Their fragrance o'er his throbbing temples, comes July, with languid step." " Long alleys, falling down to twilight grots, Or opening upon level plots Of crowned lilies, standing near Purple-spikad lavender." Tennyson. " Nor snow-white lily, called so proudly fair. Though by the poor man's cot she loves to dwell, Nor finds his little garden scant of room To bid her stately buds in beauty bloom." Mri. Norton. GARDEN GILLYFLOWER (Cheiranthus annuus). Lasting Beauty. The gillyflower, less graceful than the rose, less majestic than the lily, keeps its freshness longer than either. The old English poets loved the gillyflower, and made frequent allusions to it. In Germany, surpris- ingly fine effects are produced with this flower. Mme. de la Tour says, "At an old chateau near Luxemburg were arranged, along an immense terrace, four rows of vases, of coarse ware, but well shaped, and of the purest white ; these were all filled with the finest red FiJBLISHED B7DE VRiES. IBARRA ET '" = , BOSTON. THE LANGUAGE OP FLOWERS. 55 gillyflowers. Towards sunset one would have said that living flames were issuing from these vases, and a bal- samic odor filled the air around." WHEAT (Triticum vulgare). Wealth. This plant seems to have been conferred on man, together with the use of fire, to assure to him the sceptre of the earth. It is one of the first links of society, because its culture exacts mutual labor and services. An Arab, lost in the desert, had eaten nothing for two days. Nearly dead with hunger, in passing by a well where caravans stopped, he saw on the sand a little leather bag. " God be praised," said he, picking it up ; " I believe this is a little flour." He hastily opened it, but, seeing what it contained, exclaimed, " Unfortunate that I am ! It is nothing but gold dust ! " DAHLIA (Dahlia). My gratitude exceeds your cares. Novelty. This showy plant comes from Mexico, where its roots are eaten, roasted in the ashes. It was first introduced into Europe as an edible, but proved of too strong a flavor, and botanists soon began to cultivate it for its flowers, which were at first only single. It is named from Andrew Dahl, a celebrated Swedish botanist. Cultivation has developed a countless variety of shades, whilfe improving the shape of this flower, and English gardeners hold it in great esteem. 56 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. GARDEN MARIGOLD {Calmchila officinalis). Grief. Chagrin. " No marygolds yet closed are, No BhadowB yet appear." Herrich. " But, maiden, Bee, the day is waxen olde, And 'gins to shut in with the marygold." Browne. The celebrated Mme. Lebrun painted a pretty little picture, representing Grief under the form of a young man, pale and languishing, whose head seemed bent under the weight of a wreath of marigolds. It blooms nearly all the year round ; therefore the Romans called it the Flower of the Calends. It is open only from nine A. M. till about three P. M., but turns towards the sun, and follows his course from east to west. In July and August it emits luminous sparks by night, like the nasturtium and a few other plants of the same color. Margaret of Orleans, the maternal grandmother of Henry IV., took for her device a marigold turning to the sun, with the motto, " Je ne veux suivre que lui seul." The older poets called it simply gold. Chaucer de- votes the marigold to jealousy. " and Jalousie, ■ That weved of yelwe goldes a girlonde." Spenser associates it both with bridals and funerals. Chatterton mentions " The mary-budde, that ahutteth with the light." THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 5 Shakspeare evidently cherished this flower. " The marigold, that goes to bed with the sun, And with him rises weeping." '* like marigolds, had sheathed their light, And canopied in darkness sweetly lay, Till they might open to adorn the day." *' Hark ! hark ! the lark at Heaven's gate sings, And Phoebns 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies. And winking mary-bndds begin To ope their golden eyes; With every thing that pretty bin, My lady sweet, arise, Arise, arise ! " The practical Gay tells us, — " Fair is the marigold, for pottage meet." The more poetical Keats sings, — " Open afresh your round of starry folds. Ye ardent marigolds I Dry up the moisture of your golden lids ; For great Apollo bids That in these days your praises shall be sung On many harps, which he has lately strung; And when again your dewiness he kisses. Tell him I have you in my world of blisses : So haply when 1 rove in some far vale. His mighty voice may come upon the gale," "We end with part of a fine piece by George Wither " When with a serious musing I behold The grateful and obsequious marigold, How duly every morning she displays Her open breast, when Titan spreads his rays; How she observes him in his daily walk. Still bending towards him her small, slender stalk; How, when he down declines, she droops and mourns, Bedewed as 'twere with tears till he returns; 58 THK LANOUAOE OF FLOWERS. And how Bhe veils her flowers when he is gone, As if she soornSd to be looked on By an inferior eye, or did contemn To wait upon a meaner light than him ; — When I thus meditate, methinks the flowers Have spirits far more generous than ours. And give us fair example to despise The servile fawnings and idolatries Wherewith we court these earthly things below. Which merit not the service we bestow." MIGNONETTE (Reieda odorata). Your qualities surpass your charms. " No gorgeous flowers the meek Reseda grace. Yet sip with eager trunk yon busy race Her simple cup, nor heed the dazzling gem That beams in Fritillaria's diadem." Evans. Cowper says in the Task, — " What are the casements lined with creeping herbs. The prouder sashes fronted with a range Of orange, myrtle, or the fragrant weed. The Frenchman's darling ! " We owe the reseda to Egypt. Linnaeus compared its perfume to that of ambrosia. At sunrise and sun- set it is sweetest and most penetrating. Flowering from spring till autumn, in doors or out, it is a uni- versal favorite. By keeping it in a temperate, even atmosphere, it grows woody, and becomes a little tree, living several years. DATURA (JDatura arhorea). Deceitful charms. The foliage of this plant seems faded and lan- guishing in the daytime, but at night appears reani- mated, and its beautiful flowers exhale an intoxicating THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 59 but dangerous perfume. One of HoflPman's "wonderful stories was suggested by it ; and Mrs. Hemans wrote the following sonnet upon it : — " M^estic plant ! such fairy dreams as lie Nursed where the bee sucks in the cowslip's bell, Are not thy train : those flowers of Tase-Uke swell. Clear, large, with dewy moonlight filled &om high, . And in their monumental purity Serenely drooping, round thee seem to draw Visions linked strangely with that silent awe Which broods o'er Sculpture's works. A meet ally For those heroic forms, the simply grand, Art thou; and worthy, carved by plastic hand, Above some kingly poet's tomb to shine In spotless marble; honoring one whose train Soared, upon wings of thought that knew no stain. Free through the starry heavens of truth divine." AUTUMN. SEPTEMBER FORGET-ME-NOT (Myosotis palustris). Forget me not. HERE is a flower, a lovely flower, Tinged deep with Faith's unchanging hue, Pure as the ether in its hour Of loveliest and serenest blue. The streamlet's gentle side it seeks, The silent fount, the shaded grot. And sweetly to the heart it speaks. Forget me not, forget me not ! Halleck. {Trmis.fromthe Gerrrum.) A- story is told in Germany, that two young lovers were walking on the banks of the Danube, when a m TBE LAXOUAGE OF FLOWERS. 6l cluster of flowers of celestial blue floated by on the stream. Struck by their beauty, the girl admires and regrets them. Her lover springs into the water, seizes the flowers, and has just time to throw them at her feet, crying, " Love, forget me not,'' before he disappears in the swift current. CHINA-ASTER {Aster sinensis). Variety. This beautiful aster comes from China, where it is cultivated in great perfection, and extensively used as a decoration. They are planted in pots, and ar- ranged according to their colors in charming lines and masses, the efiect of which is often heightened by their reflection in a stream or sheet of water. The china-aster owes its' variety to skilful culture. Thus study can vary continually the graces of the mind. TUBEROSE (Polianthes tuberosd). Voluptuousness. The tuberose seems to be first mentioned by a European writer in 1594. There has been some doubt whether it came from the East Indies or from Mexico ; but the latter country seems to have most evidence in its favor. Father Camell says it was imported from Mexico to the Philippine Islands by the Spaniards, who called it Vara de S. Jose, or St. Joseph's wand. It was carried from Persia to France In 1632. It was single then, but its petals were doubled under the hands of a skilful florist of Leyden named Lecour; 6 62 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. thence it spread all over the world. In Eussia it blooms only for czars and courtiers, but in Peru it is naturalized. Its lovely spires terminate a tall, slender stem, and exhale a strong, sweet perfume, which is oppressive if inhaled too closely. Moore tells us of " The tuberose witli her silvery light, That in the gardens of Malay Is called the ' mistress of the night,' So like a bride scented and bright, She conies out when the sun's away." MORNING GLORY (^Convolvulus purpureus). Coquetry. " Convolvulus, in streaMd vases flush." Keats, " Yes, thou canst smile and be as gay As thouf;h no heart thy guile had broken, While every step along my way Brings up of thee some painful token. Thou breathest in a dozen ears The same fond words once breathed to me ; While I, alas ! in secret tears, Can only think and dream of thee." The Flower Vase. »* Aux feux dont Pair etincelle S'ouvre la bellc-de-jour; Zephyr la ilatte de I'aile : La friponne encore appelle Les papillons d'alentour. Coquettes, c'est votre emblSme : Le grand jour, le bruit vous plait. Briller est votre art auprgme; Sans 6clat, le plaisir m€me Devient pour vous sans attrait." Ph. de la Madeline. HELIOTROPE {Ilelioiropium, perumanum). I adore you. Intoxication. " Heliotrope, whose gray and heavy wreath Mimics the orchard blossom's flrulty breath." Mrs, Norton. THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 63 One day, the celebrated Jussieu, botanizing in the Cordilleras, felt himself almost intoxicated with a most delicious perfume : he expected to discover some bril- liant flower, but found only pretty bushes of a soft green, crowned with clusters of a pale, lustreless pur- ple. He approached these bushes (which were six feet high), and saw that the flowers with which they were loaded, all turned to the sun. Struck with this circumstance, he gave it the name of heliotrope, from the Greek words helios, sun, and trope, turn. Elat- ed with his new conquest, he hastened to gather some seeds of it, and send to the Jardin du Boi. The ladies of Paris received the new plant with enthu- siasm ; they placed it in the most precious vases, called it " herb of love," and received with indiffer- ence a bouquet which did not contain it. It was cultivated for the first time, in Europe, in 1740, and immediately took its place as a favorite in fashion- able society. SUNFLOWER {Heliartthus annuus). False riches. *' The gaudy orient sunflower &om the crowd Uplifts its golden circle." Maturm. " Sunflowers, planted 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." Clare. " Uplift, proud sunflower, to thy favorite orb. That disk whereon his brightness seems to dwell; And as thou seem'st his radiance to absorb, Proclaim thyself the garden's sentinel." BarUm. 64 TBE LANGTTAOE OF FLOWERS. The sunflower, too, is a native of Peru, where it was formerly honored as the image of the star of day. The Virgins of the Sun, in their religious fes- tivals, wore a golden crown, representing this immense flower, which also glittered on their breasts and in their hands. Poets have wrongly imagined this plant to turn towards the sun, and sometimes confounded it with the heliotrope, though so unlike it. Lord Thurlow crowns Jealousy with the sunflower, — yellow being her appropriate color. It is said that Pythius, a rich Lydian, possessing several gold mines, neglected the culture of his estates, and only employed his numerous slaves in the mines. His wise wife one day ordered a supper to be served up to him, at which aU the dishes were filled with gold. " I give you," said she, " the only thing we have in abundance ; you can reap only what you sow ; see your- self whether gold is so great a good ! " This lesson made the desired impression, and he acknowledged that Providence had not abandoned true riches to man's avarice. WALL-FLOWER (Cheiranthm cheiri). Fidelity in misfortune. " The yellow wall-flower stained with Iron brown." Tliomson, " With cloudy fire the Wall-flowers burned." " Wall-flowers in fragrance bum themselves away With the sweet season on her precious pyre." THE LAXGCAGE OF FLOWERS. Qto '* Flower of the solitary place ! Gray Ruin*8 golden crowD, That lendest melancholy grace To haunts of old renown." Moif, " An emblem true thou art Of love's enduring lustre, given To cheer a lonely heart." Barton. Minstrels and troubadours formerly wore a sprig of wall-flower as the emblem of an affection which resists time and survives misfortune. During the reign of terror in France, the sepulchres of the kings in the Abbey of St. Denis were broken open and violated, and the remains thrown into an obscure court behind the choir of the church. There the revolution forgot them. The poet Treneuil, going to visit this sad spot, found it brilliant with the blossoms of the wall-flower. This plant, true to its character, breathed out its perfume, like incense rising to heaven, and inspired the poet with a fine apos- trophe to it. OCTOBER. IVY (Jledera helix). Friendship. EiENDSHiP has chosen for its device an ivy surrounding a fallen tree, with the motto, " Nothing can detach me." In Greece the hymeneal altar was wreathed with ivy, and a branch of it was presented to the bridal pair, as the symbol of indissoluble union. The Bac- chantes, old Silenus, and Bacchus himself, were crowned with ivy. In Egypt it was consecrated to Osiris. The fadeless green of the ivy made it a suitable crown for the poet. " An ivy wreath, the poet's prize, Would lift MsBcenas to the skies." Horace. (66) THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 67 It was a favorite with Milton. Eve bids Adam " Direct the clasping ivy where to climb." Wordsworth, speaking of an old church, overgrown with ivy, gives ns this pretty picture : — "* Dying insensibly away From human thoughts and purposes. The building seems, wall, roof, and tower, To bow to some transforming power, And blend with the surrounding trees." " Hast thou seen, in winter's stormiest day, The trunk of a blighted oak; Not dead, but sinking in slow decay, Beneath Time's resistless stroke; Round which a luxuriant ivy had grown, And Avreathed it with verdure no longer its own? O, gmile not, nor think it a worthless, thing, If it be with Instruction fraught — That which will closest and longest cling Is alone worth a serious thought. Should aught be unlovely which thus can she.! Grace on the dying, and leaves not the dead?" Barton, With the Ivy Song of Mrs, Hemans, we end, '* 0, how could fancy crown with thee. In ancient days, the God of Wine, And bid thee at the banquet be Companion of the vine ? Ivy' thy home is where each sound Of revelry hath long been o'er, Where song and beaker once went rouu.l. But now are known no more. Where long fallen gods recline. There the place is thine. The Roman on his battle plains, Where kings before his eagles bent, With thee, amidst exulting strainsi Shadowed the victor's tent. 68 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. Though shining there in deathless green, Triumphally thy boughs might wave, Bettor thou lov'st tlie silent scene Afound the victor's grave : Urn and sculpture half divine Yield their place to thine. The cold halls of the regal dead, Where lone the Italian sunbeams dwell. Where hollow sounds the lightest tread — Ivy '. they know thee well I And far above the festal vine Thou wav'st where once proud banners hung. Where mouldering turrets crest the Rhine, The Khine, still fresh and young I Tower and rampart o'er the Khine, Ivy ! all are thine 1 High from the fields of air look down Those eyries of a vanished race^ Where harp, and battle, and renown Have passed and left no trace. But thou art there ! serenely bright, Meeting the mountain storms with bloom. Thou that wilt climb the loftiest height, Or crown the lowliest tomb. Ivy, Ivy ! all are thine— ^ Palace, hearth^ and shrine ! *Tis still the same; our pilgrim tread O'er classic plains, through deserts free. On the mute path of ages fled. Still meets decay and thee* And still let man his fabrics rear, A ugust in beauty, stern in power, -- Days pass — thou ' Ivy never sere ; ' And thou shalt have thy dower. All are thine, or must bo thine -^ Temple, pillar, shrine ! " MEADOW SAFFRON {Colchicum autumnalis). My best days are past. The' ancients believed that this plant, from the fields of Colchis, owed its origin to some drops of the magic THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWBHS. 69 liquor whicli Medea prepared to make old ^Eson young. This caused it to be regarded as a preservative against all sorts of maladies. It is stiU used in gout and rheuma- tism. The seed does not ripen until the following spring. The melancholy nymph weaves herself a crown of its pale violet flowers, and consecrates it to the happy days which have fled to return no more. FOUR O'CLOCK, or MARVEL OF PERU (ilirahilis Jalapa). Timidity. This plant, known also as jalap, princess's leaf, and helle-de-nuit, is a native of the Malay Isles, and in its own climate is an elegant shrub. It opens its timid bells at four in the afternoon, closing them again at four in the morning. We cannot refrain from transcribing here the fol- lowing graceful lines of Constant Dubos : — '* Solitaire amante des nuits, Pourquoi ces timides alarmes, Quand ma muse au jour que tu fuis S'apprete k reveler tes charmes.' Si, par pudeur, aux indiscrets Tu caches ta fleur purpurine. En nous derobant tes attraits, Permets encore qu'on les devine. Lorsque I'aube vient reveiller Les brillantes fllles de Flore, — Seule tu scmbles sommeiller, Et craindre I'iclat de I'aurore. Quand I'ombre efface leurs coulcurs, Tu reprends alors ta parure, Et de I'absenee de tes sceurs, Tu viens consoler la nature. 70 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. Sous le Toile raystdrienx Be In craintxve modestie Tu veux (ichapper a nos yeux, Et tu n'en es que plus jolie; On cherche, on aime k decouvrir, Le doux plaisir que tu recfeles; Ah ! pour encove les embcllir, Donne ton secret a nos belles." FRAGRANT COLTSFOOT {Tussilago fragrans). Jttstiee shall be done you. Grenius, concealed under a modest exterior, does not strike the vulgar. But if the eye of a discriminat- ing judge meets it, immediately it obtains the accla- mations of those whose stupid indiflFerence could not comprehend . it. Plants have the same, fate as men, and often require a patron to be appreciated. The fragrant coltsfoot, in spite of its sweet odor, lived a long time unknown at the foot of Mount Pila, where it would doubtless flourish ignored to this day, if a learned bot- anist, M. Villau, of Grenoble, had not appreciated its merits, and given it a prominent place in his works. It is very welcome in the drawing-room, as it comes at a season when other flowers are scarce. SCARLET GERANIUM {Pelargonium in(iuirmm). SiUiness. Mme. de Stael was always angry when a man of no intellect was introduced into her circle. One day, how- ever, a friend risked presenting a young Swiss oflScer, of most amiable appearance. Deceived by appearances, the lady grew animated, and said a thousand flattering THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 71 things to the new-comer, who seemed at first mute with surprise and admiration. At last, after he had listened nearly an hour without opening his mouth, she began to mistrust his silence, and asked him some questions so direct that he was forced to reply. But, alas ! he gave only the sUliest answers. Mme. de Stael, angry at hav- ing thrown away her trouble and her wit, turned to her friend and said, " Truly, sir, you resemble my gardener, who thought to please me this morning by bringing me a pot of scarlet geranium ; but I sent him away, begging him never to let me see it again." " Why so ? " asked the young man, confounded. " Because, sir, since you wish to know, this geranium is finely dressed in .red ; so long as you only look at it, it is pleasing ; but the mo- ment you press it slightly, it gives out only a disagreeable odor." Saying these words, she rose and went out, leaving the young man with cheeks as red as his coat, or the flower to which he had been compared. CYPRESS {Cupresms). Mourning. '* Peace to the dust that in silence reposes Beneath the darlc shades of the cypress and yew." Pierpont. *■ And the wild cypress wave in tender gloom." Byron. '' The nodding cypress formed a fragrant shade." Pope. " In cypress chests my arras connterpanes." Shah^eare. 72 THE LANGUAOE OP FLOWERr, The cypress is a tall, straight, evergreen tree, of a fragrant smell — the leaves bitter. Its wood is almost imperishable. The Romans devoted it to funereal uses, and the Orientals plant it in their cemeteries. Spenser tells us that in the garden of Proserpina — " There mournful! cyprcsse grew in greatest store." ''^'^^^ **Ss NOVEMBER. OAK {Quercui). Hospitality. ' The builder oake, sole king of forrests all." ^Spenser. HE ancients believed that the oak, born with the earth, gave shelter and sustenance to the first men. This tree, conse- crated to Jupiter, shaded his cradle in Arcadia. The civic crown of oak leaves appeared to the Romans the most desirable of rewards. In Epirus, the oaks of Dodona gave oracles ; those of Gaul covered the mysteries of the Druids. An account of all the celebrated oak trees in history would fill a volume. Tennyson has sung the " Talking Oak," and 7 (73) 74 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWEJiS. Millevoye " La feuille de chene." Bryant eloquentlj wrote, — "This mighty oak — By whose immovable stem I stand, and seem Almost annihilated — not a prince In all the proud old world beyond the deep Ere wore his crown as loftily as he Wears the green coronal of leaves with which Thy hand has graced him." AMARANTH (Amaranthits). Immortality. " Sad Amaranthus, made a tlowre but late, Sad Amaranthus, in whose purple gore Me seemes I see Amintas' wretched fate, To whom sweet poets' verso hath given endless date." The amarantt is one of the last gifts of Autumn. The ancients associated it with supreme honors, and adorned with it the foreheads of the gods. In the " Jeux Floraux," at Toulouse, the prize for the best lyric was a golden amaranth. It has, for some reason or other, been a favorite of the poets ; and Milton, in Book III. of his great poem, pays it this homage : — " To the ground, With solemn adoration, down they cast Tlicir crowns, inwove with amaranth and gold, Immortal amaranth, a flower which once In Paradise, fast by the tree of life, Began to bloom; but soon, for man's ofTence, To Heaven removed, where first it grew, there grows And flowers aloft, shading the fount of life. And where the river of bliss, through midst of Heaven, Bolls o'er Elysian flowers her amber stream, Witli these, that never fade, the 'spirits elect • Bind their resplendent locks inwreathed with beams." And again in Lycidas, — "Bid Amaranthus all his beauty shed." PUEUSHED BYDE VRIES IRAT;RA -t^^BCSTON. THE LAXGUAGE OF FLOWEIiS. 75 There are many species of amaranth. That which is called coxcomb (a corruption of cock's comb) is very handsome, and is said to grow to a great size in Japan. Another variety is popularly (sailed Love-lies-bleeding. In Campbell's poem of " O'Connor's Child," he makes the heroine say, — '• This purple flower my tears have nursed A hero's blood supplied its bloom : I love it, for it was the first That grew on Connocht Moran's tomb." * * * * ** Kor would I change my buried love For any heart of living mould. No, for 1 am a hero's child — I'll hunt my quarry on the wild, And still my home this mansion make. Of all unheeded and unheeding. And cherish, for my warrior's sake. The flower of love-lies-bleeding." PARSLEY (^Apium petroselinum). Festivity. Parsley was in great repute among the Greeks. At banquets they crowned themselves with it, to excite gayety and appetite. In the Nemean games the victor received for prize a wreath of parsley. It was sup- posed to be a native of Sardinia, because on old medals that province was represented by a woman at whose side is a vase of parsley ; but it is found in cool, shady places throughout the south of Europe. The beautiful verdure of this plant heightens the elegance of the dishes it adorns. 76 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. CORNELIAN CHERRY (Cormis mascula). Continuance. This tree rises only to the height of eighteen or twenty feet, but is slow of growth, and lives for centu- ries. It blossoms in Spring, and in Autumn produces its brilliant red fruit. The Greeks consecrated it to Apollo, doubtless because this god presided over intel- lectual labors, which demand much time and reflection. This tree is the emblem of patience to all those who would win the laurel crown for poetry or eloquence. A HEAP OF FLOWERS. We will die together. A pile of flowers and fruit decomposes the air, and renders it unfit for respiration. This sad property in- spired the German poet Freiligrath to write a striking little piece called " The Vengeance of the Flowers." Jn j.snv. WINTER. DECEMBER. SERVICl£ TR£E (Pyrus domesticd). Prudence. ;> ACH plant and tree has a character of its own. The giddy almond hastens to give her flowers to the Spring at the risk of having no fruit for the Autumn, while the service tree, which grows slowly, only bears fruit when it has 7 * (77) 78 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. attained its full strength ; but then the harvest is cer- tain. This is why it is called the type of prudence. Handsome and durable, it keeps its bright red berries all winter — a food provided in the midst of the snow for the little birds. MISTLETOE (^Viseum verticillatum). I surmount everything. The following legend has come down to us from the days of the Druids. The god Balder having dreamed that he should die, his mother, Frigga, conjured fire, metals, maladies, water, animals, serpents, and plants, not to harm her son, and her conjurations were of such power that nothing could resist. Loke, the enemy of Balder, wished to know the cause of his invulnerability, and disguising himself under the form of an old woman, went to ask Frigga. He learned that everything in nature was sworn not to hurt Balder, except one little plant, which seemed too insignificant to harm, having not even a root of its own. It was the mistletoe. Loke immediately ran to find some, and, coming where the gods were fighting against the invulnerable Balder, asks the blind Heder, " Why dost not thou, too, throw arrows at Balder?" "I am blind," replied Heder, " and have no arms." Loke presented the mistletoe to him, and said, " Balder is before thee." It is thrown, and Balder falls lifeless. Thus the invulnerable son of a goddess is slain by a branch of mistletoe thrown by a blind enemy. TBE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 79 The mistletoe is a little evergreen shrub, growing on the tops of the tallest trees ; even the proud oak becomes its slave, and feeds it with his own substance. It was regarded as peculiarly sacred by the Druids. Every one is familiar with the English customs con- nected with it as a Christmas decoration. " Bright-headed as the merry May dawn She floated down the dance; I thought some angel must have gone Our human way by chance. I held my hands and caught my bliss : Children, I'll show you how I And earth touched heaven in a kiss Under the mistletoe bough." MOSS (jCryptogamid). Maternal love. Like those friends repulsed neither by misfortune nor ingratitude, the mosses, banished from cultivated fields, advance towards dry, uncultivated lands, to cover them with their own substance, which is by degrees changed into fertile soil. They extend over marshes, and soon transform them into useful meadows. They form, in the forest shade, a turfy carpet, where the shepherd, the lover, and the poet love to repose. Without these plants, so little regarded by us, a part of the globe would be uninhabitable. In Lapland, the families cover with moss the subterranean huts, where they brave the longest winters. Their numerous herds of reindeer know no other food, yet they supply their masters with delicious milk, eatable flesh, and warm furs. 80 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWEnS. LAURESTINE (Viburnum tinus). I die if neglected. This pretty shrub, improperly called laurustinus, comes to us from Spain, and is brilliant with verdure and flowers when other plants are stripped of them. It always requires assiduous attention, which, however, it well repays. JANUARY. LAUREL (^Laurns nobilis). Glory. " Yield me one leaf of Daphne's deathless plant." Byron. HE laurel or bay tree has been the symbol of glory and vic- tory in every age and among every people. The lovely Daphne, daughter of the river Peneus, was loved by Apollo ; but she fled from his profi'ered caresses. He pursued her, and as he began to gain on her, she invoked her father's aid, and was changed into the laurel. Apollo crowned his head with the leaves, and ordered that it should be esteemed sacred to him. It grows in great profusion on the banks of the Peneus, and its aromatic (81) 82 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWEBS. evergreen branches rise there to the height of the tallest trees. The property of resisting lightning was anciently ascribed to it. The Flora Domestica says, " The bay or laurel was in great esteem with physicians. The statue of -i^sculapius, in allusion, perhaps, to his father, Apollo, was adorned with its leaves. From the custom which prevailed in some places of crowning the young doc- tors in physic with this laurel in berry, the students were called haccalaureats, or bachelors." Every poet has sung the laurel. Byron said of Pe- trarch, — " Watering the tree which bore his lady's name With his melodious tears, he gave himself to fame." Though the laurel be the " meede of mighty con- querors,'' Oglevie bids us remember that " Short IS Ambition's gay, deceitful dream; Though wreaths of blooming laurel bind her brow, Calm thought dispels the visionary scheme, And Time's cold breath dissolves the withering bough." This classic tree is not a native of our country ; but we have the beautiful kalmia, or American sheep laurel, which can challenge comparison with any shrub of Europe. HOLLY (7fex). Forethought. " Boldest of plants that ever faced the wind." JVordsworth. The holly brings to mind delightful scenes of Christ- mas festivities and family joys. Its curiously cut, THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS, 83 shining leaves, and rich clusters of scarlet berries, make it an unequalled ornament for church, palace, or cottage. Among the best lines Southej ever wrote are the following : — THE HOLLY TREE. *' O reader, hast thou ever stood to see The holly tree r The eye that contemplates it well perceives Its glossy leaves Ordered by an intelligence bo wise. As might confound the atheist^s sophistries. 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. Thus, though abroad perchance I might appear Harsh and austere. To those who on my leisure would mtrude Reserved and rude, — Gentle at home amid my friends I'd be, Like the high leaves upon the holly tree. And- should my youth, as youth Is apt, I know, Some harshness show, — All vain asperities I day by day Would wear away, Till the smooth temper of my age should be Like the high leaves upon the holly tree. 84 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. And, ae 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 amid the young and gay More grave than they, That in my age as cheerful I might be As the green winter of the holly tree." ALOE {Aloe). Grief. Bitterness. The aloe holds to the soil only by weak roots ; it loves to grow in the desert ; its taste is very bitter. Thus grief withdraws us from the world, detaches us from the earth, and fills our hearts with bitterness. These plants live almost entirely on air, and affect grotesque and wonderful forms. Mexico and the sands of Africa are their native climes. AGNUS CASTUS. Coldness. Life without love. Dioscorides, Pliny, and Galienus inform us that the priestesses of Ceres formed their virginal couch of the fragrant branches of this shrub, which covers itself with long tufts of white or violet flowers, and that they regarded it as the palladium of their chastity. Nuns used to drink a water distilled from it, to banish terrestrial thoughts from their solitary cells ; and several Orders of monks wore a knife whose THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 8. handle was made of the wood of the agnus castus as a sure means of rendering their hearts insensible In Dryden's version of the Flower and the Leaf, — " "Wreaths of agnus caRtus others bore ; These last, who with those virgin crowns were dressed, Appeared in higher honor than the rest." And their queen carried a branch of it for a sceptre . FEBRUARY. SNOWDROP {Galanfhus nivalis). Consolation. A firieud in adversity. " lione flower, hemmed in with snows, and white as they." * Wordsworth. " Thou timid snowdrop, raise thy lovely head." £artcm. DELICATE blossom Suddenly appears breaking through the snowy Teil which covers the earth, and shows to our wondering eyes its pure cups, tipped with green, as if Hope had marked them for her own. Expand- ing amid wintry scenes, this lovely flower seems to smile at all the rigors of the season, (86) TBE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 87 and says, " I come to console you, and whisper the return of the long, bright, sunny days." *' Already now the Bnowdrop dares appear, The first pale blossom of the unripened year; As Flora's breath, by some transforming power. Had changed an icicle into a flower." Mrs. Barbauld. *' Nature — deep and mystic woi^d ! Mighty mother, still unknown ! Thou didst sure the snowdrop gird With an armor all thine own. Thou, who sent'st it forth alone To the cold and sullen season (Like a thought at random thrown). Sent it thus for some grave reason," Barry Cornwall. JUNIPER (Juniperus communis). Asylum. Aid. This tree was anciently consecrated to the Eumenides ; the smoke of its green branches was the incense which was most preferred to offer to the infernal deities. The berries were burned at funerals to keep off witchcraft. In Holland they are extensively used now to flavor gin. The Chinese and the English like to adorn their gardens with this wild tree, which accustoms itself with difficulty to cultivation. Free, it loves to grow on the edge of the forest ; weak and timid creatures often seek an asylum under its long, low boughs. The hunted hare crouches there, as its strong odor sets the dogs at fault ; the thrush often confides her family to it, and fattens on its berries ; while the entomologist studies around its prickly branches a thousand brilliant insects, which have 88 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. no other defence, and seem to guess that this tree ia destined to protect them. YEW {Taxus baccata). Sadness. The Greeks, affected, like us, by the sad aspect of this tree, imagined that the unhappy Smilax, who saw her love despised by the young Crocus, was imprisoned in the bark of a yew. Its black, gloomy foliage, and ugly form, seem to warn us against reposing under it. It is said that its juice is poisonous to horses and asses, and that if one sleeps under a yew tree, the head grows heavy, and suffers violent pain. Our ancestors liked to see it in their cemeteries. Its wood was used for bows, lances, and cross-bows. In Dutch gardens one may still see yews clipped into fantastic forms, which recall the masterpieces of Le Notre and La Quintinie. FIELD DAISY {Bellis perennis). I will think of it. •' Si douce est la marguerite." Chaucer asserts that Alceste, a fair queen, who sacri- ficed her own life to preserve her husband's, was trans- formed into a daisy. What poet has not written of the daisy ? But one stands preeminent. Few will disagree with Mr. Thomas Miller, that the daisy ought to be known as " Chaucer's flower." He all but worshipped it. " Love I most these floures white and rede, Sueh that were eallen Daisies in our town; THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 89 So hence I have so great affection, As I sayd erst, when comen is the Maie, That in my bedde there daweth me no daie That I am up and walking- in the mede. To see this flower against the sunne sprede; When it up riseth eftrly by the morrow, That blissful sight softeneth all my sorrow. So glad am I that when I have presence Of it to done it alle reverence, As she that is of all floures the fioure, Fulfilled of all vertue and honoure, And ever ylike faire and fresh of hewe, And ever I love it, and ever ylike newe. And shall till that mine herte die." In the times of chivalry, when a lady neither accepted nor rejected a wooer's suit, she expressed, by a wreath of single white daisies, the sentiment, " I will think of it." *' The band of flutes began to play, To which a lady sung a virelay , And still at every close she would repeat The burden of the song, The Daisy is so sweet. The Daisy is so sweet when she begun, The troths of knightH and dames continued on The concert, and the voice so charmed my ear And soothed my soul, that it was heaven to hear.'^ Dry den from^ Chaucer. *' The daisie scattered on each meade and downe, A golden tuft within a silver croune; Fayre fall that dainty floure ! and may there be No shepherd graced, that doth not honor thee ! " W. Browne. The daisy (or day^s eye) is the gowan of Burns and the other Scotch bards. The beautiful " Lines to a Mountain Daisy " are so well known and so often quoted, that we forbear to give them. A few stanzas from a poem by Wordsworth in praise of the daisy find their place here. 8* 90 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. " When Winter decks his few gray hairs, Thee in the scanty wreath he wears; Spring parts the clouds with softest airs, That she may sun thee; Whole summer fields are thine by right; And Autumn, melancholy wight ! Doth in thy crimson head delight When rains are on thee. In shoals and bands, a morrice train, Thou greet'st the traveller in the lane; If welcome once thou count'st it gain; Thou art not daunted, Nor car'st if thou be set at nought. And oft alone, in nooks remote, We meet thee like a pleasant thought, When suteh are wanted. Be violets in their secret mews The flowers the wanton zephyrs choose; Proud be the rose, with rains and dew» Her head impearling; Thou liv'st with less ambitious aim, Yet hast not gone without thy fame; Thou art indeed, by many a claim. The poet's darling. * * * When, smitten by the mornmg ray, I see thee rise, alert and gay. Then, cheerful flower ! my spirits play With kindred gladness; And when at dusk, by dews oppressed. Thou sink'st, the image of thy rest Hath often eased my pensive breast Of careful sadness." DOUBLE GARDEN DAISY. I share your feelings. When the lady of a knight allowed him to engrave this flower on his arms, it was a public avowal that his affection was returned. If left too long in one spot, the garden daisy is apt THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 91 to degenerate. The roots should be taken up in the autumn and divided. " Star of the mead, sweet daughter of the day, Whose opening flower invites the morning ray From thy moist cheek, and boBom^s chilly fold, To kiss the tears of eve, the dew-drops cold ! Sweet daisy, flower of love ! when birds are paired, 'Tis sweet to see thee, with thy bosom bared, Smiling in virgin innocence serene, Thy pearly crown above thy vest of green. The lark, with sparkling eye and rustling wing, Rejoins his widowed mate in early spring, And as he prunes his plumes of russet hue, Swears on thy maiden blossom to be true. * * * * Oft have 1 watched thy closing buds at eve, Which for the parting sunbeams seemed to grieve. And, when gay morning gilt the dew-bright plain. Seen them unclasp their folded leaves again. Nor he who sung, *• The daisy is so sweet,' More dearly loved thy pearly form to greet. When on his scarf the knight the daisy bound, And dames at tourneys shone with daisies crowned. And fays forsook the purer flelds above. To hail the daisy, flower of faithful love." Leyden. The following beautiful tribute is by Montgomery : — THE DAISY. " There is a flower, a little flower. With silver crest and golden eye. That welcomes every changing hour. And weathers every sky. The prouder beauties of the field In gay but quick succession shine; Kace after race their honors yield; They flourish and decline. But this small flower, to nature dear, While moons and stars their courses run, Wreathes the whole circle of the year. Companion of the sun. 92 . THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. It smiles upon the lap of May, To sultry August spreads its charms, Lights pale October on its way, And twines December's arms. The purple heath and golden broom On moory mountains catch the gale; O'er lawns the lily sheds perfume; The violet in the vale. But this bold floweret climbs the hill, Hides in the forest, haunts the glen, Plays on the margin of the rill, Peeps round the fox's den. Within the garden's cultured round It shares the sweet carnation's bed. And blooms on consecrated ground In honor of the dead. The lambkin crops Its crimson gem. The wild bee murmurs on its breast. The blue-fly bends its pensile stem, Light o'er the skylark's nest. ' 'Tis Flora's page ; In every place. In every season, fresh and fair, It opens With perennial grace, And blossoms everywhere. On waste and woodland, rock and plain. Its humble buds unheeded rise; Tlie rose has but a summer reign. The daisy never dies." VIOLET {Viola). Modesty. Ovid tells us that yiolets were strewn as oflFerings at the Roman feast of the Feralia, kept for their dead. " The violet in her greenwood bower, Where birchen boughs with hazels mingle. May boast itself the fairest flower In glen, or copse, or forest dingle." Scott. ■PUBUSHED BYDE VRres iHAfiRA i^tt<-;'_'bqst0N THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 93 " There are no flowers grow in the vale, Kissed by the dew, wooed by the gale, None by the dew of the twilight wet. So sweet as the deep-blue violet." Landon. Fairest and sweetest of flowers ! What more praise can be given r If some invisible power should sud- denly sweep away from the earth every tuft of violets, could any flower, of garden, field, or copse, replace them ? Ah, no ! the very soul of Spring would have passed away with them. There is no fragrance like that of the violet. A peculiar freshness and purity make it stand alone among all the odors of the floral kingdom. Shakspeare felt it when he wrote of "violets dim. But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyea Or Cytherea's breath." The Duke in Twelfth Night commands, — *' That strain again; it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south. That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odor." And at Ophelia's grave Laertes cries, — " Lay her i' the earth. And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring." Barry Cornwall says, — " Dost see yon bank The sun is kissing .' Near — go near ! for there ('Neath those broad leaves, amidst yon straggling grasses) Immaculate odors from the violet Spring up forever ! Like sweet thoughts that come 94 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. Winged from the maiden fancy, and fly ofl" In music to the skies, and there are lost, These ever-steaming odors seek the sun, And fade In the hght he scatters." We close in the grateful words of Langhorne : — " That lavish hand Which scatters violets under every thorn. Forbids that sweets like these should be confined Within the limits of the rich man's wall." AEDON, fair reader, if we weary you ; but it seems fitting here to give a brief account of the cel- ebrated Floral G-ames of Toulouse. The south of France was, per- haps, the cradle of all our modern poetry ; for while the language of the surrounding nations was scarcely formed, the Proven5al was already a copious, expressive, and ele- gant tongue. The love for polite literature made such progress in Toulouse during the reign of the house of Raymond, that one of the old writers calls it " the flower and rose of all cities." The origin of the Troubadours goes back to ob- scurity ; but we know that through the middle ages poetical courts, called Buys d' Amour, were of frequent (95) 96 THE LANQVAGE OF FLOWERS. occurrence. The word jjuy comes from a' supposed Celtic root, and signifies tribunal. It was one of these courts which was established at Toulouse jn 1324, by a company of seven Troubadours. They called it the court of the Gai Saber, and poets from Provence, Languedoc, and Catalonia were invited to compete for the prize, which was a violet " of fine gold." The court assembled annually in a garden, and under a spreading elm made their award. This gave such an impetus to the "joyous science," that, in 1388, King John, of Arragon, sent an embassy to Charles VI., asking for French Troubadours to establish academies of the Gai Saber in his dominions. But, in the next century, wars, and other circum- stances unfavorable to the quiet pursuits of litera- ture and the peaceful pleasures of the garden, caused such a decline in the spirit of the age, that this pretty custom fell into disuse. Then, when a night of igno- rance and mental indolence seemed settling down upon these fair southern fields, Clemence Isaure suddenly steps upon the scene, and rescues her native land from the demoralizing influence of material force by encouraging once more the cultivation of eloquence and belles-lettres. This famous lady was of an ancient and illustrious Toulousan family. She is represented to have pos- sessed all graces, both of mind and person, and to have encouraged in every way the revival of letters. TBE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 97 She caused the Jeux Floraux to be celebrated again each year, with renewed splendor, and with her own hand bestowed a golden eglantine on a competitor of her own sex, Antoinette ViUeneuve. Clemence, in spite of the most brilliant offers, never married. She died, aged about fifty, at the beginning of the sixteenth century, and by her wiU left nearly all her property to her native city, to be applied to the encouragement of intellectual develop- ment. She ordained three golden flowers as prizes — the violet, the eglantine, and the marigold. As the old romance prettUy says, — *' Eglantine est la fleur que j'aime. La vlolette est ma couleur; Dans le souci tu vois I'emblSme Des chag^rins de mon triste coeur." This Festival of Flowers, as it is called, survives still, four hundred years after its foundation ; though the contests of the present day are in modern French, which scarcely equals, for poetical purposes, the more flexible and impassioned Proven9al. It is celebrated on the third of May. The ceremonies begin with a eulogy of Clemence Isaure, after which the commis- sioners go in pomp to take the prize flowers from the high altar of the church of Our Lady de la Daurade, where Isaure was interred. Meantime the Secretary reports on the pieces offered by the concur- rents, and on the return of the commissioners the 9 98 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. prizes are awarded. Formerly it was the custom for the victors to go in procession to the church, and cover with a shower of roses the marble tomb of Clemence, in compliance with a request in her will. The statue which adorned this tomb was removed to the town hall in 1557, and a few years later its coro- nation with roses was substituted for the strewing on the grave, the religious authorities objecting to that as a relic of pagan rites. Four flowers have been added to the first three, since the time of Isaure ; and the amaranth now usurps the place of the violet as the flor sohrana or sover- eign flower. The prizes at the present day are as follows : — A golden amaranth for the best ode. A golden eglantine for the best piece of prose. A silver violet for the best heroic poem, or epistle in verse. A silver marigold for an eclogue, idyl, elegy, or ballad. A silver primrose for the best fable or apologue. A silver lily for a sonnet or hymn in honor of the Virgin Mary. A silver pink is given as a prize of encouragement under either head. Ie must say a few words, too, about the celebrated Garland of JuHa. Madame de Genlis informs us that the Guirlande de Julie was a piece of gal- lantry imagined by the aus- tere Due de Montausier, for the beautiful Julie de KambouiEet. After her hand was promised him, it became his duty, in conformity to an old custom, to send his future bride a bouquet every day until the wedding. But he did not stop here. He caused to be painted on vellum, in a large folio volume, by the best artists, the most beautiful flowers cultivated ; and the most distinguished poets of the time wrote verses on each flower. The volume, (99) 100 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. magnificently bound, was placed upon the bride's dress- ing table on the wedding day. This interesting monu- ment of the delicate gallantry of the seventeenth cen- tury passed into foreign hands during the Revolution, and in 1795 was at Hamburg. Its present possessor is unknown. DIRECTIONS IN THE USE OF FLOWERS. BEE follows a brief summary of directions for the use of the floral language. Any noun can be changed to a verb or adjective when necessary. The present tense is expressed by holding the flower as high as the heart; the past, by presenting it with the arm towards the ground ; the future, by raising it as high as the eyes. There are three persons ; first, second, and third. For the first, present the flower horizontally, with the right hand. For 9 « (101) 102 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. the second, with the same hand, but held to the left. For the third, present it with the left hand. Two flowers indicate the plural ; a flower upside down, negation. There are some amusing examples of the applica- tion of this language in winter, when flowers are scarce, in " Les Fleurs Animees ; " as for instance in this note : — " Wormwood has no crown imperial on bittersweet myrtle. You know I have a serpent cactus of whortleberry. Musk plant upside down ! Liverwort, we are cistus. Banish all mangolds, and pansy only of the sweet sultan of our pim- ])ernel. Myrtle as high r.s the heart, and myrtle as high as the eyes forever." Jacobus. Translated it reads, — Absence has no power on true love. You know I have a horror of treachery. No weakness ! Confidence, we are . secure. Banish all griefs, and think only of the happiness of our meeting. I love you, and shall love you forever. Jacobus. The colored plate gives an idea of the arrangement of a floral sentence. It is a translation of some verses by the Chevalier Parny. 'Fairies use flowers for their cliaractery." are. ' The tongue that erst was spoken by the elves, When tenderness as yet within the world was new." Hoffman. " Souvent, d'une amante offens^e, Quelques fleurs calment le courroux; Souvent, du fils de Cyth^ree, Flore sert a cacher les coups." Old French Poet. (104). DICTIONARY LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS Abruptuess, Borage. Atysence, Wormwood, Acconuno dating disposition, Valerian, (105) 106 DICTIOXABY OF THE Activity, Thyme. See p. 34. A fi*ieud in adversity, Snowdrop. See p. 86. Alterthouglit, Large-Jlowered Aster. The large-flowered aster begins to bloom -when other flowers become scarce. It is, as it were, the afterthought of Flora, who smiles while leaving us. Agitation, Rhododendron. Honey made from the flowers of the rhododendron was anciently supposed to cause delirium, and very probably some of the species possess poisonous qualities. Undoubtedly this is the most brilliant of all American shrubs. The less showy but beautiful azaleas belong to this family. Always clieerfnl, Coreopsis, Always remembered, 'Everlasting. Ambition, Hollyhock. Amiability, Jasmine. See p. 48. Anger, Gorse, or J!^rze. The furze blossom resembles the broom, but the plant is very prickly. It grows in greater profusion in England than in any other country. It is said that Linnaeus, when he saw it for the first time, near London, fell on his knees enrap- tured ; and, carrying some plants to Sweden, tried to raise them in a hot-house. Vu-gil mentions the furze. Keats speaks of " downs, where sweet air stirs Blue liarebells lightly, and where prickly furze Buds lavish gold." *' Here the furze, Euriched among its spires with golden flowers. Scents the keen air." CJiarlntte Smith, LANGUAGE OF FLOWEBS. 107 Animosity, St. JolirOs Wort. " Hypericum beneath each sheltering bush Its healing virtue modestly conceals." Dodsley. Artifice, Clematis. To excite commiseration, beggars sometimes produce on themselves, by applying the juice of the clematis, factitious sores. This infamous artifice sometimes results in real ulcers. Arts, Acanthus. See p. 25. Asyluxn, Aid, Juniper. See p. 87. Audacity, Larch. Austerity, Thistle, Beauty ever new, Monthly Rose. Be my support, Black Bryony. Beloved daughter, Cinquefoil. Beneficence, Marshmallow. Seep. 51, 108 VICTIONAUY OF THE Benevolence, Potato. The reader is referred to Humboldt for the history of the potato. In England, in the reign of James I., it was consid- ered a great delicacy, and provided only in very small quan- tities for the queen's household. Bradley, an extensive writer on horticultural subjects at the beginning of the eigh- teenth century, says of potatoes, " They are of less note than horseradish, radish, scorzonera, beets, and skirret ; but as they are not without their admirers, I will not pass them by in silence." It was unknown in Saxony as late as 1740, but cultivated earlier in Switzerland. Parmentier, by the most persevering labors, succeeded in introducing the cultivation of this useful vegetable into France, in the reign of Louis XVI. -It had been known in Italy long before. ISene'POlence, Hyacinth. The poets are not agreed whether the hyacinth sprung from the blood of Ajax or that of Hyacinthus ; but the flower they so designate was probably a kind of lily, and not our modern hyacinth. This, however, does not lack praise. Hyacinths, with their graceful bells, Where the spirit of odor dwells. *' Miss Landon. ' The hyacinth, purple, white, and blue, Which flung from its hells a sweet peal anew Of music HO delicate, soft, and intense, It was felt lilje an odor within the sense." SlieUey. " Shaded hyacinth, alway Sapphire queen of the mid-May." Keats. In the bower of Eve, — " hyacinth, with rich inlay, Broidered the ground, more colored than with stone Of costliest emblem." LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 109 The curling petals furnished Milton with a simile in de- scribing Adam. " Hyacinthine locks Round from his parted forelock manly hung Clustering." Collins, too, speaks of " The youth whose locks divinely Bpreadiug Like vernal hyacinths.'* The poetical Hyacinth of the ancients was supposed to wear " His bitter Borrows painted on his bosom." " As poets feigned, from Ajax* streaming blood Arose, with grief inscribed, a mournful flower.'* "In the flower he weaved The sad impression of his sighs j which bears Ai — Ai — displayed in funeral characters." Sandys's Ovid. '■ Camus, reverend sir, went footing slow. His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe." Be^vare, OleaTider. Bu'th, Dittany of Crete. "When Juno, under the name of Lucina, presided at the birth of children, she wore a wreath of dittany. Its good odor and medicinal qualities, which caused it to he esteemed by the ancients, make it still' valued. It is a native of the isle of Crete. In Martyn's Botany we read, " Dittany of Crete has the small purple flowers collected in loose, nodding heads ; the stalks are pubescent, purplish, and send out small branches from their sides by pairs j the leaves are round, thick, and so 10 110 DICTIONARY OF THE woolly as to be quite white ; the whole plant has a piercing, aromatic scent ^nd biting taste.'' Woodville, in his Medical Botany, gives a figure of it, and says, " Both the Greek and Roman writers have fabled this plant into great celebrity ; of which a single instance, related by the Latin poet, affords a beautiful illustration." See jEneid XII. 411-416. Bitterness, Aloe. See p. 84. Blackness, Ebony Tree, Blemish, Henbane, Boldness, Larch, The larch is often found at a prodigious elevation on moun- tains. Bonds of love, Honeysuckle, See p. 28. Calmness, Huckbean, See p. 21. Calumny, Madder, Candor, While Violet. LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. Ill Capricious Seanty, Mush Rose, This capricious rose will languish in situations which at first appeared most favorahle to it. One year it will be loaded with flowers, and the next it will refuse to blossom at all. Cha§^in, Marigold. See p. 56. Clian^e, Pimpernel. Always closing before rain, it denotes a change of weather. Cliastity, Orange Blossom. Coarseness, Grossuess, Fompion, or Pumpkin. Coldness, Agnus C'asfus. See p, 84. Compassion, Elder. The elder is said to furnish quack doctors with many of their most successful remedies. The great Boerhaave is said to have held the medicinal qualities of the elder in such rever- ence, that he would take off his hat when passing it. Elder berries make u. very excellent wine. Conceit, Pomegranate. A pomegranate in Spanish is granada; and the kingdom of Granada is said to have derived its name from the pome- granate trees planted there by the Moors ; which is quite probable, from a cleft pomegranate being represented on its arms. Confession of lOT-e, Rosebud. See p. 42. Confldence, liverwort. Conjugal love. Linden, or Lime. Seep. 33. 112 DICTIONARY OF THE Consolation, Snowdrop. Corn Poppy- Cowley says, — " Indulgent Cerea knew my worth. And to adorn the teeming earth She bade the poppy blow." Constancy, Cmderbury Bell. Coolness, Lettuce. Coquetry, Morning Glory. See p. 62. Courage, Blade Poplar. The tree is consecrated to Hercules. Cruelty, Nettle. The sting of the nettle causes a pain like a bum. The mechanism of the sting is similar to a bee's, as may be seen by looking at a leaf under the microscope. Deceitful charms, Datnra. See p. 68. Declaration of love. Tulip. See p. 20. LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 113 Kejectiou, Impiiie. " Tristes lupini." Virgil. A beautiful white lupine is found -wild in North America. All the species have rich, velvety leaves, and the variety of color in their flowers is very great. Delicacy, Bluebottle. Departure, Sweet Pea. The dark sweet pea is a native of Sicily ; and the light, of Ceylon. " Here are sweet peas, on tiptoe for a flight, Witli \ving8 of gentle flush o'er delicate white. And taper fingers catcliing at all things. To bind them all about with tiny rings." Keais. X>esertiou, Anemone (Wiji4fiovjer). Anemone was a nymph beloved by Zephyr. Flora, jealous, banished her from her court, and metamorphosed her into a flower which always expands before Spring has really returned. Zephyr abandoned this unhappy beauty to the rough caresses of Boreas, who shakes the blossom, rudely opens it, and soon destroys it. Desire, Jonquil. Thomson speaks of " Jonquils of potent fragrance." And Bidlake, ^^ " The jonquil loads with potent breath the air, And rich in golden glory nods." Prior, too, — ■ ' The smelling tuberose and jonquil declare The stronger impulse of the evening air." 10* 114 DICTIONARY OF THE Of the same family are Shakspeare's daffodils, — *' That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty." Desire to please, Mtzereon. ^Devotion, Passion Flower. ]>iificiilties, Black Thorn. discretion, Maiden Hair. Disdain, Bue. " There's rue for you ; and here's some for me : — we may call it herb of grace o* Sundays : — you may wear your rue with a difference." " Here did she drop a tear; here, in this place, I'll set a bank of rue, sour herb of grace; Rue, even for ruth, here shortly shall be seen In the remembrance of a weeping queen." Shakspeare, Before the Reformation, priests used to sprinkle the people in church with bunches of rue dipped in the holy water; hence the name of Herb of Grace o' Sundays. Disguise, TJtorn Apple. Distinction, Cardinal Flower. The cardinal flower, or scarlet lobelia, is one of the most splendid American flowers. It was introduced into Great Britain in 1629, and Justice says of it, "A flower of most handsome appearance, which should not be wanting in curious gardens, as it excels all other flowers I ever knew in the rich- ness of its scarlet color." Docility, Rush. Do me Justice, Chestnut. Do not abuse ine, Saffron Crocus, Duration, Continuance, Cornelian Cherry. See p. 76. LA2^'GUAGE OF FLOWERS, 11. Egotism, PoeVs Narcissus. See p. 32. Elegance, JRose Acacia. Elevation, Fir. Eloquence, Water Lily. •' Brilliant thyself in store of dazzling white, Thy sister plants more gaudy robes unfold : This flames in purple; that, intensely bright Amid the illumined waters, burus hi gold. To brave Osiris' fiery beam is thine, Till in the distant west his splendors fade; Thou, too, thy beauties and thy fire decline, With morn to rise, in lovelier charms arrayed. Thus from Arabia, borne on golden wings. The phcenix on the sun's bright altar dies, But from his flaming bed refulgent springs. And cleaves with bolder plume the sapphire skies." T. Maurice. The Egyptians consecrated the lotus to the god of elo quence, and it forms part of the head-dress of Osiris. Th^ East Indian gods are often represented in the midst of watei 116 DICTIONARY OF THE seated on a lotus flower. Perhaps it may be an emblem of the world issuing from the deep. In Moore's Lalla Rookh, we read of " 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 awalce." Camdeo, or Cama, the Indian Cupid, has his nest "in the water lily's breast," and floats on its leaves. The true lotus is the red nymphsea of Hindustan. The blue lotus, according to Sir "William Jones, grows only in Cashmere and Persia. The rose-colored water lilies of Bengal resemble our own white ones, except that they are of larger size. We give Mr. Caldwell's translation of the pretty lyric of Geibel, " Die stille Wasser rose." "The quiet water lily Floats on the lakelet blue; Its soft leaves glow and glisten, Its cup of snowy hue. The fair moon smileth on her, Through all the summer night, And on her fragrant bosom Pours all her golden light. Over the rippling water Glideth a snow-white swan; He Bingcth sweet and softly, The lily gazing on. He singeth sweet and softly; Thus will his death-song flow; O flower, snow-white flower, Dost thou its meaning know ? " ISuohitntnicut, Venain, Sec p. 50. LANO UA QE OF FL WERS. 117 Encouragement, Golden Rod. This flower, so common in the autumn, was anciently much valued, and used in medicine. Gerarde says, after alluding to the high price it brought till discovered growing near London, " This verifieth our English proverbe, ' Far fetcht and deere bought is best for the ladies.' Thus much I have spoken to bring these new-fangled fellowes back againe to esteeme better of this admirable plant." X^ndurance, Pine. The pine disdains the peaceful quiet of the garden ; it loves to bathe its head in the dew of the clouds, and feel its foli- age beaten by the winds. Stripped of its branches, it floats on the ocean, to brave the tempests there. Energy in adversity, Camomile. Camomile grows the more by being trampled on. Its bitter aromatic flowers are well known for their virtues. " He the root Of broad angelica, and tufted flower Of creeping camomile, impregnates deep Witli powers carminative." Dodsley. Envy, Briers. Error, Bee Orchis. This flower bears so striking a resemblance to a honey-bee, as to frequently deceive. Esteem, Sage. The sage is justly esteemed for its medicinal and culinary virtues. The flowers of some of the species are exceedingly brilliant and beautiful. The ancients have left us several proverbs showing their 118 DICTIONARY OF THE appreciation of this herb. Among them we find the fol- lowing : — " Salvia cum ruta faolunt tibi pocula tuta." " Salvia salvatrix, nature coneiliatrix." " Cur moriatur homo cui salvia crcscit in horto .' Contra vim mortis non est medicamen in hortis." Faith, Passion Flower. The different species of the passion flower are natives of South America. The name was given by the missionaries who first discovered it, as they saw in it the emblems of our Saviour's passion. The ten petals were supposed to indicate tl\e ten faithful apostles ; the stamens, a glory ; the purple thread around the style, the crown of thorns ; the style, the pillar of scourging ; the tendrils, the cords ; the leaves, the hands ; the three divisions of the style, the three nails ; one of the five stamens, a hammer ; the other four, the cross. The time of three days between its opening and closing, LAXaUAGE OF FLOjrERS. 119 completed the parallel, in the eyes of the simple and pious fathers. Falselkood, Bugloss. See p. 26. Falseness, Manchineel Tree. Its fruit looks very good, and, by its agreeable odor, invites one to taste ; but its soft, spongy flesh contains a milky, per- fidious juice, which is at first insipid, but soon becomes so caustic as to bum the lips, the palate, and the tongue. Trav- ellers say that the best remedy against a poison so violent, is the water of the sea, on whose shores this tree always grows. False Riches, Sunflower. See p. 63. Fecundity, JSollylioch. The Chinese represent Nature crowned with these flowers. The hollyhock was brought from Syria, in the time of the crusades. Festivity, Parsley. See p. 75. Fidelity, SpeedweU, or Veronica. One of the loveliest flowers in all the realm of nature. Tennyson does not forget " The little speedwell's darling blue." And Dupont, in his charming piece. La Vironique, says that it is a dewdrop tinged by reflected light, which Aurora has transformed to a flower. He goes on to say, — " O fleur insaisissable et pure, SapMr dont nul ne eait le prix, M§lez-vou8 a la cheveliire De celle dont je Buis epris; 120 DICTIONARY OF TBE Folntillez dans la mousscline De son blane peig:noir entr'ouvert, £t dans la porcelaine line Oi sa Iftvre boit le th^ vert. * * * O y^roniqueB, sous les chgnes Fleurissez pour les simples coeurs, Qui, dans les traverses humaines, Vont cherchant les petites fleurs." Fidelity In utilsfoi-tuiie, Wall Flower, See p. 64. Finesse, Sweet William, Fire, Fraxw^lla. In a warm, dry day, a gas exhales from the fraxinella, which forms an inflammable atmosphere around it, easily ignited by the approach of a lighted candle. First emotions of love, Lilac, See p. IS. Flame,' German Iris, The German peasants sometimes plant this flower on the roofs of their cottages. The sun, gilding the petals as they wave in the breeze, produces a flame-like appearance. Flattery, Venus^s Looking Glass, It is related that Venus dropped one of her mirrors. A shepherd picked it up, and as soon as he looked in it, forgot his mistress, and thought only of admiring himself, for the mirror had the gift of making beautiful all who looked in it. Love, fearing the consequences of such a silly error, broke the toy, and changed its fragments into this pretty campanula, which still retains its name. Folly, Columbine, Its flowers, resembling a fool's-cap, gave rise to this emblem. ■(/y4 PUBLISHED BY DE VRIES.LBARM ET I:':, BOSTON. LAXGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 121 Foresight, HoUy. See p. 82. Forgetfolnegg, Satin Flower, or ITonesty Rene, Duke of Bar and Lorraine, having been taken pris- oner at the battle of Thoulongeau, painted with his own hand a branch of this plant, and sent it to his people to reproach them for their tardiness in delivering him from captivity. It seems to have been used in magical incantations, for we find in Drayton, — '* Enchanting Lunarie here lies, In sorceries excelling." And in LaUa Rookh, Namouna puts in the chaplet of Nourmahal " the white moon-flower, as it shows, On Serendib'8 high crags, to those Who near the isle at evening sail." Forget me not, Forget-me-not, See p. 60. Forgi-renesa of injiu-ies, Cinnamon Tree. " The dream of the injured, patient mind. That smiles with the wrongs of men. Is found in the bruised and wounded rind Of the cinnamon, sweetest then." Moore. The cassia of commerce must not be confounded with the cassia which bears a beautiful yellow flower in our green- houses. Forsaken, Common WUlow. Fragility, Fuchsia. Franlcness, Osier. Fraternal love, Syringa. A king of Egypt, one of the Ptolemys, was celebrated pir 11 122 DICTIONARY OF THE his love to his brother. His surname, Philadelphus {loving Ms brother), was given to this species of syringa, which was consecrated to his memory. Friendship, Ivy. See p. 68. FrivolOTis annnsement, Bladder Tree. Frugality, Succory, Endive, or Chiccory. This plant is mentioned by Horace : — " me pascunt olivse, Me eichorea, levesque malvje." It is useful in medicine, being of cooling and antiscorbutic properties. evening, Plane, or Platane. Oiddiness, Almond Tree. See p. 19.