PAINTED CUP, SCARLET CUP. 
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These lovely plants, like many others that adorn our Canadian 
woods and wilds, yearly disappear from our midst, and soon we 
shall seek them, but not find them. 
We might say with the poet: 
“ ‘ Twas pity nature brought ye forth, 
Merely to show your worth, 
And lose ye quite ! 
But ye have lovely leaves, where we 
May read how soon things have 
Their end, though ne’er so brave; 
And after they have shewn their pride, 
Like you awhile they glide 
Into the grave. 
Herrick. 
