112 FLORA HISTORICA. 



Death of Damon;" and as every touch of our 

 subUme poet sounds harmoniously to the ear, we 

 shall give the lines which he puts into the mouth of 

 Thyrsis : 



How often have T said, (but tliou liadst found 

 Ere then thy dark cold lodgment under ground.) 



There thou shalt cull me Simples, and shalt teach 

 Thy friend the name and healing pow'rs of each, 

 From the tall Blue-Bell to the dwarfish weed, 

 What the dry land, and what the marshes breed ; 

 For all their kinds alike to thee are known, 

 And the whole art of Galen is thy own. 

 Ah, perish Galen's art, and wither'd be 

 The useless herbs that gave not health to thee ! 



To resume our history, according to the rules of 

 rino-ino\ we must commence with the minor Cam- 

 panula, — an elegant little plant, which suspends its 

 graceful Bells on such slender supports that they 

 bend with the slightest touch of a fly, and shake 

 with the zephyr's gentlest breath. 



The PEACH-LEAVED BELL-FLOWER, 



Campanula PersicifoUa, 



Which is frequently called the Paper-Elower, from 

 the delicate yet stiff texture of the corollas, ranks 

 amongst the most ancient ornaments of our par- 

 terres. Gerard says, in 1597, 'Mt is planted in 



