And likewise in the fourth of his Georgickes, where he intreateth of chusing of seats and places for 
Bees, and for the ordering thereof, he saith thus : — 
“ About them let fresh Lavander and store 
Of wilde Time with strong Sauorie to floure.” 
Lavender, says Mr. G. Don, “is propagated by slips and cuttings, like rosemary; it likes a dry soil 
and may be planted either in distinct plants two feet asunder, or to form a sort of hedge row, in one or more 
lines, especially where large supplies of flowers are required for distilling. The plants will advance in a close, 
branchy growth, and when established will produce plenty of flowers in July and August. Gather them 
while in perfection, cutting the spikes off close to the stem ; then give the plants occasional trimmings, 
taking off the gross and rampant shoots of the year, and the decayed flower spikes. In dry gravellv, or 
poor soil its flowers have a more powerful odour, and the severity of our winters has little effect on it ; 
while in rich garden soil although it grows strongly, it is apt to be killed, and the flowers have less perfume.” 
Medical Properties and Uses — Cullen observes that, whether applied externally or internally, 
the essential oil, commonly called oil of spike, is a valuable stimulant. The spirit of Lavender enters into 
the composition of a compound tincture, which is grateful to the palate, and forms a useful cordial for the 
nervous of the fair sex. The dried leaves were formerly used as a sternutatory, and still enter into the 
composition of some of the cephalic snuffs. 
Off. Prep. — Oleum Lavandulae. L.E.D. 
Spiritus Lavandulae. L. E. D. 
Tinct. Lavandulae Comp. L. 
Spiritus Lavandulae compositus. E.D. 
Linimentum Camphoree compositum. L. 
In the language of flowers. Lavender signifies acknowledgement. 
In Eastern Lands they talk in flowers, 
And they tell in a garland their loves and cares ; 
Each blossom that blooms in their garden bowers, 
On its leaves a mystic language bears. 
The rose is the sign of joy and love, 
Young blushing love in its earliest dawn ; 
And the mildness that suits the gentle dove 
From the myrtle’s snowy flower is drawn, 
Innocence shines in the lily’s bell, 
Pure as a heart in its native heaven ; 
Fame’s bright star and glory’s swell, 
By the glassy leaf of the bay are given. 
The silent, soft, and humble heart, 
In the violet’s hidden sweetness breathes ; 
And the tender soul that cannot part, 
A twine of evergreen fondly wreathes. 
The cypress that darkly shades the grave, 
Is sorrow that mourns its bitter lot ; 
And faith that a thousand ills can brave 
Speaks in thy blue leaves, Forget me not. ■ 
Then gather a wreath from thy garden bowers 
And tell the wish of thy heart in flowers.- 
Percival. 
