ilT'2 ARBORETUM AND FKUTICETUM. PART III. 



is supposed to be 300 years old ; and it is said that, when Philip, Infant of 

 Spain, and son of Philip V., was defeated in Italy, in 1747, the remains of 

 his army took refuge in Provence, ami 22 of the Spanish soldiers hid them- 

 selves in this tree. (Annalcs de la Soc. d'Hort. de Paris, vol. xv. p. 41.) 



Poetical and mythological -Illusions. The cypress was considered by/ the 

 ancients as an emblem of immortality, and, as such, was dedicated to the dead. 

 It was also held sacred to Proserpine and Pluto. It was esteemed the 

 emblem of immortality, from its being evergreen, and from its power of rising 

 again when bent down by the wind, or manual force. This power is alluded 

 to in the following lines from Statins: — 



" The mountain cypress thus, that firmly stood 

 From age to age, the empress of the wood, 

 By some strong whirlwind's sudden blast declined, 

 Bends arching down, and nods before the wind : 

 The deep roots tremble till the blast blows o'er, 

 And then she rises stately as before." Harte's Statins. 



The ancient poets who have mentioned this tree are very numerous : 

 Homer, Virgil, Ovid, Lucan, and many other of the poets of antiquity, 

 make frequent allusions to it. Virgil frequently speaks of its use in funeral 

 ceremonies, particularly at that of Misenus : — 



" Ingentem struxere pyram: cui frondibus atris 

 Intexunt latera, et ferales ante cupressos 

 Constituunt, decorantque super fulgentibus armis." Mneid. vi. 215. 



" And first with massy logs the pile they rear, 

 Spreading the gloomy fronds above with care. 

 In front, the tapering cypress rears its head, 

 And bears the shining armour of the dead." 



The legend of the origin of the cypress is given by Ovid : — A beautiful stag, 

 the favourite of Apollo, was accustomed to come every day to be fed by the 

 god, or his faithful attendant, Cyparissus. One day, the youth was hurling 

 his spear merely for exercise, when, unfortunately, it struck and killed the 

 stag, which was coming bounding from the forest to Cyparissus, expecting to 

 be caressed as usual. The youth's grief at this accident was so great, that 

 Apollo endeavoured in vain to comfort him : he threw himself to the ground 

 in despair, — 



" Praying, in expiation of his crime, 



Thenceforth to mourn to all succeeding time. 



And now, of blood exhausted, he appears 



Drain'd by a torrent of continual tears. 



The fleshy colour in his body fades, 



A greenish tincture all his limbs invades. 



From his fair head, where curling ringlets hung, 



A tapering bush, with spiry branches, -sprung. 



Which, stiffening by degrees, its stem extends, 



Till to the starry skies the spire ascends. 



Apollo saw, and sadly sighing, cried, 



' He, then, for ever what thy prayer implied. 



Bemoan'd by me, in others grief excite, 



And still preside at every funeral rite. ' " Ovin, book x. 



(laudian, in his poem of the Rape of ' Proscrj)inc , says that the two torches 

 which Ceres employed to seek her daughter were not pine trees, but two 

 cypresses, which grew on Mount Etna. 



TaMOj in his (icrumlcmmc Libcrata, says, — 



" Sorse a pari col sole, ed egli stesso 

 Seguir la porripa funeral poi voile; 

 A DudOfl, d' odorifero cipresso, 

 CoSBfKMtO lianno uu sepolcro a pie d' un colle." Canto iii. 



The following lines are by De Lille, in Lcs Jardins : — 



" Ft toi, triste cypres, 



I idi le ;ii(ji deft morts, protectcur de leur* cendres, 



Ta tige, (here an CCMJr, irielancoli<|ue et tendrc, 



I , i l.i joh- an myrtc, et la gloire au laurier. 



'J u ii. t point l'arl»ic- heureux de I'amant, (\u guerrier, 



.',<■ ]<• hais j mall ton dCUil compatit a nos peines." 



Among the English poets, from tin: time of Spenser to the present day, the 

 atlnnoni to the cypress are very numerous. Lord Byron gays, speaking of 

 moon : — 



