MARYGOLD. 273 



' ' But right as floures through the colde night 



Inclosed stoupen in her stalke lowe, 

 Redressen hem ayen the sunne bright 



And spreden in hir kindlie by rowe ; 

 Right so began his eyen up to throwe 



This Troilus." 



Shakspeare says of a beautiful woman sleeping : 



' e Her eyes like marygolds had sheathed their light, 

 And canopied in darkness sweetly lay, 

 Till they might open to adorn the day." 



Herrick entreats the Daisy 



" Shut not so soon ; the dull-eyed night 



Has not as yet begun 

 To make a seizure on the light, 

 Or to seal up the sun : 



No marygolds yet closed are, 



No shadows yet appear ; 

 Nor doth the early shepherd's star 



Shine like a spangle here. 



Stay but till my Julia close 



Her life-begetting eye : 

 And let the whole world then dispose 



Itself to live, or die." 



There are many varieties of the Garden Marygold ; one 

 of which, the Proliferous, called by Gerarde the Fruitful 

 Marygold, is, as he says, " called by the vulgar sort of 

 women, Jack-an-apes-on-horseback ." 



Although this Marygold is generally yellow, there is a 

 variety with purple flowers. The Cape Marygolds, spe- 

 cifically so called, as well as some others, natives of the 

 Cape, have a deep purple centre or disk ; and the florets 

 around it, which are called the rays of the flower, are of a 

 violet colour without, and a pure white within. 



These kinds, like our common Garden Marygold, open 

 when the sun shines, and close in the evening, and in 



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