166 FLORA DOMESTICA. 



many parts of Europe. It is a general favourite, as might 

 be supposed from the infinity of provincial names which 

 have been bestowed upon it from its beautiful colours : — 



Love in Idleness. Jump up and kiss me. 



Live in Idleness. Look up and kiss me. 



Call me to you. Kiss me ere I rise. 



CuU me to you. Kiss me behind tlie Garden-gate. 



Three Faces under a Hood. Pink of my John, 



Herb Trinity. Flower of Jove. 



And Flamy, because its colours are seen in the flame of wood. 



It is a species of violet, and is frequently called the 

 Pansy-violet, or Pansy, a corruption of the French name, 

 jjenstes. 



The smaller varieties are scentless, but the larger ones 

 have an agreeable odour. Drayton celebrates its perfume 

 by the flowers with which he compares it in this respect ; 

 but then, to be sure, his is an Elysian Heart' s-ease : 



" The pansy and the violet, here. 

 As seeming to descend 

 Both from one root, a very pair. 

 For sweetness do contend. 



" And pointing to a pink to teU 

 AVhich bears it, it is loth 

 To judge it ; but replies, for smell 

 That it excels them both. 



" Wherewith displeased they hang their heads. 

 So angry soon they grow. 

 And from their odoriferous beds 

 Their sweets at it they throw." 



The Heart's-ease has been lauded by many of our poets ; 

 it has been immortalised even by Shakspeare himself; 

 but no one has been so warm and constant in its praise as 

 Mr. Hunt, who has mentioned it in many of his works. 

 In the Feast of the Poets, he entwines it with the Vine and 

 the Bay, for the wreath bestowed by Apollo upon Mr. T. 

 Moore. In the notes to that little volume, he again speaks 



