FLORAL CEREMONIES. 
The saxifrage, that snowy flowers embors, 
Supplied the seat ; and of the mural moss 
The velvet footstool rose, where lightly rest 
Her slender feet in cyprepedium dressed. 
The tufted rush that bears a silken crown, 
The floating feathers of the thistle’s down, 
In tender hues of rainbow lustre dyed, 
The airy texture of her robe supplied ; 
And wild convolvuli, yet half unblown, 
Formed, with their wreathing buds, her simple 
zone ; 
Some wandering tresses of her radiant h air 
luxuriant floated on the enamoured air ; 
The rest were by the scandix points confined, 
And graced, a shining knot, her head behind — 
While as a spectre of supreme command, 
She waved the anthoxanthum in her hand.” 
Charlotte Smith. 
We wish that our space permitted us to quote 
the description of the attendants of the beau- 
tiful Goddess of Flowers from the same poem, 
a ndthe exquisite forms of perfumed loveli- 
ness which the earth and the waters put forth 
to welcome her approach, but the poet of Lu- 
sitania is waiting to tell us how, — 
