330 PENTANDRIA. MONOGYNIA. Viola, 
renders them peculiarly ornamental; as Pansies * Heart’s-ease. f Three 
faces-under-a-hood. Herb-Trinity, or Love-in-idleness,% with more than 
* Pensee , or Pensez a moi; Think of me ; 
-“ and these are Pansies , that’s for thoughtsShaks. 
Another Forget-me-not • in 
. .“ the Pansy freakt with jet. 
The glowing Violet.” Milton. E.) 
t (--“ the garden’s gem, 
Heart' s-ease , like a gallant bold. 
In his cloth of purple and gold.” L. Hunt. E.) 
$ (In Warwickshire, (observes Lightfoot), this plant is called Love-in-Idleness ; and 
therefore doubtless is the herb to which the inventive fancy of Shakspeare attributes such 
extraordinary virtues in the person of Oberon, King of the Fairies, in the Midsummer 
Night’s Dream, Act. 2. Sc. 2. 
“ Yet mark’d I where the bolt of Cupid fell: 
It fell upon a little Western (a) flower. 
Before milk white, now purple with love’s wound. 
And maidens call it Love-in-idleness. 
Fetch me that flower, the herb I shewd thee once; 
The juice of it, on sleeping eye-lids laid. 
Will make or man or woman madly doat 
Upon the next live creature that it sees.” 
The Heart's-ease is considered sacred to St. Valentine : on which it it is observed in Flora 
Domestica, that “ it must be confessed to be a choice worthy of that amiable and very 
popular saint) for the flower, like love, is painted in the most brilliant colours, is full of 
sweet names, and grows alike in the humblest as well as the richest soils.” Another point 
of resemblance, too, (reveals the same agreeable authoress), that 4< where once it has 
taken root, it so pertinaciously perpetuates itself, that it is almost impossible to eradicate 
it.” The poet Herrick further excites our sympathy by informing us that 
“Frolick virgins once there were, 
Over-loving, living here ; 
Being here their ends denied. 
Ran for sweethearts mad, and died. 
Love, in pity of their tears, 
And their loss in blooming years. 
For their restless here-spent hours, 
Gave them heart's-ease turn’d to flowers.” 
“ I used to love thee, simple flow’r. 
To love thee dearly when a boy; 
For thou didst seem, in childhood’s hour, 
- The smiling type of childhood’s joy. 
But now thou only mocks’t my grief. 
By waking thoughts of pleasures fled ; 
Give me—give me the wither’d leaf, 
That falls in Autumn’s bosom dead. 
I love thee not, thou simple flow’c, 
For thou art gay, and I am lone; 
Thy beauty died with childhood’s hour, 
The Heat's-ease from my path is gone.” E.) 
As if conscious of the source from which the splendid colours displayed in their blossoms, 
(whose petals may be contemplated as an assemblage of mirrors directed to one focus, in- 
(«) Scene of the play fixed at Athens, eastward of Great Britain. 
