PHEASANTS-EYE. ^^A 



Heliotrope, being one day asked what charm a flower so 

 melancholy and so devoid of splendour could possess in her 

 eyes, replied, ''The perfume of the Heliotrope is to my 

 parterre what mind is to beauty, what joy is to love, and 

 what love is to youth." 



An anonymous writer has thus sung of its habit of turning 

 to the sun, 



" There is a flower whose modest eye 

 Is turned with looks of light and love, 

 Who breathes her softest, sweetest sigh, 

 Whene'er the sun is bright above." 



PHEASANT'S-EYE {Adojiis autiimnalis) . — SORROWFUL 



Remembrances. 



This, one of the very few scarlet flowers indigenous in 

 England, has found its way into the border, where it reminds 

 us continually of the fate of Adonis, saying, as it were, 



" Look, in the garden blooms the Flos Adonis, 

 And memory keeps of him who rashly died, 

 Thereafter changed by Venus, weeping, to this flower." 



La Fontaine named one of his poems after this unfortunate 

 youth, in which he wTites, 



" Je n'ai jamais chante que I'ombrage des bois, 

 Flore, Echo, les z^phirs et leurs molles haleines, 

 Le vert tapis des pres et I'argent des fontaines. 

 C'est parmi les forets qu'a vecu mon heros ; 

 Cest dans les bois qu'Amour a trouble son repos. 



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