es 
ae a cordon of flowers by mortals, could be compelled to prophesy; so 
the ancient Greeks imagined. 
4am Ohy Prisoner, 
IGH walls and strong the body may confine, 
And iron gates obstruct the prisoner’s gaze, 
And massive bolts may baffle his design, 
And vigilant keepers watch his devious ways; 
Yet scorns the immortal mind this base control! 
No chains can bind it and no cells enclose; 
Swifter than light it flies from pole to pole, 
And in a flash from earth to heaven it goes. 
—Anonymous. 
LIBERTY’! the prisoner’s pleasing dream, E gives the signal of command, 
The poet’s muse, his passion and his theme; He waves—he drops— the lifted hand! 
Genius is thine, and thou art Fancy’s nurse; It was a sound of clashing steel — 
Lost without thee the ennobling powers of verse; Why starts he thus? what doth he feel? 
Heroic song from thy free touch acquires The clanking of his iron chain 
it Its clearest tone, the rapture it inspires. —Cowper. Hath made him prisoner again! —afys. Norton. ii 
Ve 
Catchtly. 
Silene Armevia. Narurat Orver: Caryophyllacee—Pink Family. 
74a ARIETIES of this plant to the number of about one hundred, 
e of which perhaps a dozen are indigenous to the United States, 
have been noted by botanists. It is cultivated as a garden 
annual, many varieties having been introduced from Europe — 
Russia has furnished a perennial species. They all bloom plenti- 
ede and are appropriate for planting in the borders, or for rock- 
’ work. The stem is about a foot and a half high, and the flowers 
- mostly a purplish pink, white, and red. -Beneath each joint there is a 
‘ glutinous substance that retains any light insect that touches it. It 
\ derives its name from Silenus, the reputed foster-father and drunken 
rhe: companion of Bacchus, who, when caught asleep and encircled with 
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