18 WILD FLOWERS. 



Its branches are arrayed in gold 

 Its boughs the sight in winter greet, 

 With hues as bright, with leaves as green, 

 As summer scatters o'er the scene. 



Green is that arbour to behold, 



And on its withes thick showers of gold ! 



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Oh ! flowers of noblest splendour, these 

 Are summer 1 s frostwork on the trees! 



A house of passing loveliness, 



A fabric of Arabia's gold 



Bright golden tissue, glorious tent 

 Of him who rules the firmament ; 

 With roof, of various colours blent ! 



An angel, 'mid the woods of May, 

 Embroidered it with radiance gay 

 That gossamer with gold bedight 

 Those fires of God those gems of light! 



Like gleam of starlight o'er the skies 

 Like golden bullion, glorious prize ! 

 How sweet the flowers that deck that floor, 

 In one unbroken glory blended." 



Nor is the " bonnie broom " less conspicuous in 

 the annals of Heraldry, and consequently in the 

 history of dress ; although, under this head it is dif- 

 ficult, indeed impossible, to separate the very distinct, 

 though closely allied, plants, the Genista properly 

 so called or greenweed, and the Cytisus, or real 

 broom. In fact, either appears to have been indif- 



