58 THE BEAUTIES OF APRIL AND MAY. 



Your sistet hood may stay, 



And smile here for an hour, 

 But ye must quickly die away, 



E'en as the meanest flower. 



Come virgins, then, and see 



Your frailties, and bemoan ye; 

 For lost like these, — twill be 



As time had never known ye." 



But let us not forget the fragrant, the very fragrant Wall 

 and Gilli-flowers ; some of these regale us with their per- 

 fumes through various vicissitudes and alternations of the 

 season, while others make a transient visit only. 



" I love thee, lone and pensive flower, 



Because thou dost not flaunt thy bloom 

 In pleasure's gay and garnish'd bower, 



Or luxury's proud banquet room; 

 But on the silent mouldering wall 



Thy clinging leaves a fragrance shed, 

 Or give to the deserted hall 



A relic of its glories fkd. 



These wreaths, in vivid freshness bright, 



Metbinks the fluttering herd portray, 

 Who bask on fortune's golden light, 



And wanton in her joyous way; 

 But thou art like that gentle love, 



Which blooms when friends and fame have pass'd, 

 Towers the dark wreck of hope above, 

 And smiles through ruin to the last." 



In favoured climates arises the Anemone, encircled at 

 the bottom with a spreading robe, and rounded at the top 

 into a beautiful dome. In its loosely-flowing mantle, you 

 may observe a noble negligence ; in its gently -bending tufts 

 the nicest symmetry. This may be termed the fine gentle- 

 man of the garden, because it seems to possess the means 

 of uniting simplicity and refinement, of reconciling art and 

 ease,. The same month has the merit of producing the 



