ioo A GARDEN OF PLEASURE 



indeed I wish for a pyracantha and a 

 Ceanothus (for its blue), and a hundred 

 others, to be added. Then there come the 

 Star of Bethlehem and Pink Convolvulus 

 and a line of stately white Lilies which 

 always bloom well; and just now brilliant 

 roses upon unpruned trees, in gadding 

 wreaths of beauty, stray above the straw- 

 berry leaves, with a sullen glow of yellow 

 and purple iris (Darius) between the 

 wreaths. This tall Iris defied' the over- 

 mastering luxuriance about their roots, 

 while the beautiful 'Versailles' was dis- 

 couraged and withdrew herself. 



There is aromatic Santolina and woodruff 

 and Japan anemone, all mixed up, and 

 entangled with the wood strawberries, and 

 the border ends at a pink wall pink with 

 great hanging bunches of the old china 

 rose. Right in front, indifferent alike to 

 strawberries and all the world, are three 

 Euphorbias. Of their own good will and 

 choice they grow up here. It would be 

 cruel to uproot them, they stand so firm 

 and grand in their placid self assertion. I 

 do not love them, but they compel my 



