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CONVOLVULUS MAJOR. 
For as his own bright image he survey’d, 
He fell in love with the fantastic shade; 
And o’er the fair resemblance hung unmoved: 
Nor knew, fond youth! it was himself he loved. 
Narcissus fair, 
As o’er the fabled fountain hanging still. 
THOMSON. 
THE CONVOLVULUS MAJOR. 
This flower is given to the ladies, that when they have 
made their happy choice, they may have an appropriate 
flower to bestow on their hopeless suitors, so as to extin¬ 
guish the flame their charms have created. It is the em¬ 
blem of extinguished hopes. 
Convolvulus, expand thy cup-like flower, 
Graceful in form, and beautiful in hue. 
The soft god of pleasures that warm’d our desires, 
Has broken his bow, and extinguish’d his fires. 
DRYDEN. 
