THE 



NATURAL HISTORY 



or 



THE EASTERN BORDERS. 



THE FLORA. 



' Ye field flowers ! the gardens eclipse you, 'tis true, 

 Yet, wildings of Nature, I doat upon you, 



For ye waft me to summers of old. 

 When the earth teem'd around me with fairy delight. 

 And when daisies and buttercups gladden'd my sight. 

 Like treasures of silver and gold." 



T. Campbell. 



' What beauties does Flora disclose ! 

 How sweet are her smiles upon Tweed ! ' 



" For bothe Flora and Zephyrus, 

 They two that raakin flouris growe, 

 Had made ther dwelling there, I trowe.'' 



Craufokd. 



Chaucer. 



