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Virgil to accompany us on that rapid-flowing river 
in June, 
When the distinguished Yew is ever seen, 
Unchanged his branch, and permanent his green, 
and wring from him, perchance, some mitigating 
expressions of his condemnations of a tree which, as 
a feature in our landscape, although at times maybe 
melancholy, is ever picturesque. 
Before quitting the subject of the Yew, brief 
mention must be made of the so-called Irish Yew. 
THE IRISH YEW 
T. BaccaTa var. FASTIGIATA 
O thicker, deeper, darker growing, 
The solemn vista to the tomb. 
WHITTIER, 
It was some 150 years ago that our venerable Yew, 
the glory of many a country-side, the joy of all the 
Toxophilites, produced a female freak above Florence 
Court (the Irish seat of Lord Enniskillen), in the 
shape of an upright, fastigiate-shaped specimen of 
its race, and clad in the more primitive garb of a 
juvenile leaf. 
From her, by cuttings, since no male form of flower 
has appeared on her boughs, all the Irish Yews of 
to-day, so plentifully planted and seen everywhere, 
have derived origin. They have been extensively 
planted in churchyards, and often in avenue forma- 
tion. 
As to scenic merits generally, their ideal place 
under the sun, how and where they should be planted, 
these are questions for individual tastes. Without 
venturing any myself, there is little doubt that 
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