round which cluster flowering creepers, follow the 

 course of the sun in its play upon the landscape. 

 " Last stage of all," a glass dome gives gaze upon 

 the stars by night and the clouds by day. * * * 

 And in this Garden of Books — sui et amicorum, 

 would pass the coloured days and the white nights, 

 " not in quite blank forgetfiilness, but in continuous 

 dreaming, only half-veiled by sleep.*" 



Albert Forbes Sieveking. 



I like a writer who is original ^enough to water 



his garden with quotations, without fear of being 



drowned out. „ n i 



Henry van Dyke. 



What's in a Name? 



What's in a name ? that which we call a rose 

 By any other name would smell as sweet. 



Shakespeare. 



The flower-names are often little poems in 

 themselves. Those long uncouth names, dreaded 

 in botany, hide Nature-meanings in them. Helio- 

 trope is " she who turns to the sun ;" * * * Nastur- 

 tium carries its meaning of "bent-nose" in its face ; 

 Geranium is " crane's-bill," — let the seed-vessel grow 

 and it will tell the reason why ; Saxifrage is " rock- 

 cleaver," named so from its birthplace in the clefts; 

 Anemone is "wind-flower." These, you see, were 

 but simple heart and eye names to the Greeks or 

 Romans, just as we call the pets heart's-ease, day's 

 eye, morning-glory, honeysuckle, mignonette. Each 

 people has its own. Other flower-names come 

 down to us impearled with myth and story, — the 

 hyacinth, narcissus, Solomon's seal, arethusa, the 

 passion flower. ^.^^.^^ ^_ ^^^^^^^_ 



