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been called Caractacussia, or Chlodovigia, it would have been 
sung by knightly troubadours and minstrels, in every comer of 
feudal Europe ? Can you fancy this flower, “ so yong, so fresh 
of hew,” to have delighted Chaucer, under the title of Sirhum- 
vlireydavya, or Sinvilliamherschellia, or Doctorjohnsonia ? Can 
you imagine the gentle Emilie, in the garden gathering flowers — 
“ To make a sotel garland for her hed. 
While as an angel, hevonlich, she song : — ” 
Can you imagine this gentle creature, or any other, of whom it 
might be said, 
“ Her eheare was simple as bird in bower. 
As white as lUly, or rose in rise 
Can you picture to yourself suc/i maidens, weaving in their 
golden tresses, Symphoricarpus vulyo.ris, Tncocldoa, Tradescantia, 
Calopoyon ? &c., &c. Or conceive for a moment some Perdita of 
the present day, singing in her sweetest tones ; 
“ Here’s flowers for you — 
Pyxidanthora, Rudbeckia, Sclerolcpis, 
Escholtzia, that goes to bed with the sun,” &c., &c. 
Fancy her calling for fragrant blossoms to bestow on her young 
maiden friends : “ Spargonophorus, Rhododendron, Sabbatia,Schi- 
zea, Schollera, Schistidium, Waldsteinia, and the tall Vemonia, 
Noveborences,” &c., &c. Do you suppose that if she had gone 
on in that style, Florizel would have whispered ; “ When you 
speak sweet. I’d have you do it ever ?” No, indeed ! he would 
nave stopped his cars, and turned to Mopsa and Dorcas. Fancy 
