v WOODS AND FIELDS 169 
Often, indeed, our woods and fields rival 
gardens even in the richness of colour. We 
have all seen meadows white with Narcissus, 
glowing with Buttercups, Cowslips, early 
purple Orchis, or Cuckoo Flowers; cornfields 
blazing with Poppies; woods carpeted with 
Bluebells, Anemones, Primroses, and Forget- 
me-nots; commons with the yellow Lady’s 
Bedstraw, Harebells, and the sweet Thyme; 
marshy places with the yellow stars of the 
Bog Asphodel, the Sun-dew sparkling with 
diamonds, Ragged Robin, the beautifully 
fringed petals of the Buckbean, the lovely 
little Bog Pimpernel, or the feathery tufts of 
Cotton Grass; hedgerows with Hawthorn and 
Traveller’s Joy, Wild Rose and Honeysuckle, 
while underneath are the curious leaves and 
orange fruit of the Lords and Ladies, the 
snowy stars of the Stitchwort, Succory, Yar- 
row, and several kinds of Violets; while all 
along the banks of streams are the tall red 
spikes of the Loosestrife, the Hemp Agrimony, 
Water Groundsel, Sedges, Bulrushes, Flower- 
ing Rush, Sweet Flag, ete. 
Many other sweet names will also at once 
