PERIWINKLE, White. Pleasing reminis- Some little friendship formed, and cherished here. 



cences. Rogers. 



Vinca minor. 



So turn our hearts, where'er we rove, 



To those we 've left behind us Moore. 



Often, like the evening sun, comes the memory of for- 

 mer times o'er my soul Ossian. 



The memory of joys that are past, is like the music of 

 Caryl, pleasant and mournful to the soul. . same. 



PHLOX. 



Phlox. 



Unanimity. There are two hearts whose movements thrill 



In unison so closely sweet ! 

 That pulse to pulse responsive still, 



They both must heave or cease to beat. . Barton. 



There are two souls whose equal flow 



In gentle streams so calmly run, 

 That when they part they part ! ah, no ! 



They cannot part those souls are one. . . same. 



Each was the other's mirror, and but read 

 Joy sparkling in their dark eyes, like a gem ; 



And knew such brightness was but the reflection 

 Of their exchanging glances of affection. . Byron. 



Oh ! happy, happy lovers ! 

 Happy youth, and happy maid 

 When tremblingly each heart discovers 

 All its love by love repaid 



Old Song. 



PINE, Black Spruce Fir. 



Pinus nigra. 



Pitv. A crown of pine upon his head he wore ; 



And thus began her pity to implore. . Dryden's Ovid. 



Is there no pity sitting in the clouds, 

 That sees into the bottom of my grief? . . 



Where first my shipwreck'd heart was lost, 



I may once more repeat my pain ; 



Once more in dying notes complain 



Of slighted vow sand cold disdain 



Shaks. 



Prior. 



As love can exquisitely bless, 



Love only feels the marvellous of pain ; 



Opens new views of torture in the soul, 



And wakes the nerve where agonies are born. Smollet. 



