elm's tide. 107 



APRIL 16. St. Joachim of Sienna, A. D. 1305. 



SS. martyrs of Saragossa, in 304. 



St. Turibius, bishop of Astorga, 420. 



St. Fructuosus, abp. of Braga. 



St. Druon, recluse, in 1186. 



St. Magnus, bishop and martyr, in 1104. 



Obs, St. Optatus and seventeen other holy men received the 

 crown of martyrdom on the same day at Saragossa, under the cruel 

 governor Dacian, in the persecution of Dioclesian, in 304. Two 

 others, Caius and Crementius, died of their torments after a second 

 conflict, as Prudentius relates. 



Yellow Tulip T^ilipa sylvestris flowers. 



The Yellow Tulip is wild in England, and is found by the sides 

 of woods ; we have seen it in Essex near to Quendon, It is a 

 stoloniferous plant, and increases therefore by underground ramifica- 

 tions of its roots, in the manner of Coltsfoot and other rooting plants. 



Redstart Motacilla Phoenicarus arrives. 



The Redstart or Redtail, both male and female, may now be 

 seen, and as soon as they arrive they begin making their nests, 

 which is often on the ground, between two well concealed stones. 

 The most perfect catalogue of the birds of Europe will be found in 

 the end of the Pocket Encyclopaedia for Husbandmen and JMariners, 

 London 1827 ; and the best figures of birds in Bewick's Bird:?, 2 vol. 

 Newcastle; and in the illustrated Ornithology of Temminck of 

 Amsterdam. 



Perhaps there are few phenomena in the whole round of the sea- 

 sons more interesting to the lover of nature than the successive 

 arrival of our birds of passage, which takes place in the vernal 

 season, when every tree is in blossom or in young leaf, and when, 

 as Goethe expresses it, Jede Heche ist ein Straus von Bluhten, 



Full blossomed trees, ricli perfume in the gale. 



The primrose bank, the violet margined dale; 



The choral grove, where birds the houghs ynicl 



Carol of love, and seem sad woes to tell. 



Clear iuure skies, the honeywinged Bees 



Gathering their sweets and humming in the breeze. 



Starspangled meads, where painted Butterflies 



Sport o'er the flowers ; where the Swallow hies, 



skimming along the grass, or crystal poole. 



Spreading its deep blue surface cleare and coole. 



These are the sweets of Sprinir, and while she flings 



The richest scents from Zephyr's muskie iviugsj 



While Flora treads the flovverenamell'd way. 



And Leisure breaths thefrasrrant air of day. 



Give me in trim retired gardens long to rove, 



Or'neath the Pine and Poplar's shadie grove. 



Woke by the Cock's first clarion shrill at dawn. 



Lulled by the hum of Bees on noontide lawn; 



And when at ere loud sounds the Vesper bell, 



Sooth'd by the song of plaintive Nightingale. Anlliol. iv. 15, 



