"From thee be far th' ungentle deed, The honours of the dead to spoil, Or take the sole remaining meed, The flower that crowns their former toil! Nor deem that flower the garden's foe, Or fond to grace this barren shade; 'T is Nature tells her to bestow Her honours on the lonely dead. For this, obedient zephyrs bear Her light seeds round yon turret's mould, And, undispersed by tempests, there They rise in vegetable gold. Nor shall thy wonder wake to see Such desert scenes distinction crave; Oft have they been, and oft shall be, Truth's, honour's, valour's, beauty's grave. Where longs to fall that rifted spire, When that too shakes the trembling ground, Borne down by some tempestuous sky, And many a slumbering cottage round Startles how still their hearts will lie! Of them who, wrapt in earth so cold, For many a tender thought is due." LANGHORNE. TO THE MELANCHOLY GILLIFLOWER. O WHY, thou lone and lovely flower, And ever in night's hushest hour, The wild-bee murmurs round each spray, The glowing breath of gorgeous noon And chilly night-winds love to greet? When young Endymion earliest dreamed On that wild hill's enchanted ground, The faultering radiance fearful gleamed, Still in his dreams did charmed sighs, And hover round his mountain bed. Thine was the conscious flower that threw Beneath the silent flood of light. Thy sisters veil their foreheads fair, Their breath of sweetness dare exhale. But thou dost long for holy eve To shroud thee from day's piercing eye, Night's chilly hours alone receive Thy secret tear and perfumed sigh. JUVENILE KEEPSAKE, 1830. The Hawthorn. Mespilus Oxyacantha. Class Icosandria. Order Pentagynia. THE Hawthorn, when allowed to attain its full size, and natural wildness of growth, becomes one of the most picturesque ornaments of the park and wood. Its snowy scented blossoms, by the pretty name of May, particularly decorate that month, and the birds are fed by its berries during the winter. The peculiar richness of the views in many parts of England, is considerably owing to the verdure of this shrub, so generally preferred in hedges, on account of its close growth, hardiness, and strong defence of thorns. GIVES not the Hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroidered canopy To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery? HENRY VI THUS sang they all the service of the feste, And that was done right erly to my dome, And forthe goęth all the courte both most and lest, To fetche the flouirs fresh, and braunch, and bloome, And namely Hawthorne brought both page and groom, With fresh garlantis party blew and white, CHAUCER. THE COURT OF LOVE. SEEST not thilke same Hawthorne studde, And utter his tender head? Flora now calleth forth each flower, *The custom of going out into the fields early on Mayday, to celebrate the return of spring, was formerly observed by all ranks of people. "Edwarde Hall has noted," says Stowe, "that King Henry the Eighth, in the seventh year of his rayne, on May-day in the morning, with Queene Katheren his wife, rode a Maying from Greenwitch to the high ground of Shooter's Hill."-Survey of London. |