pearl), is beautifully characteristic of this little floral 
gem ; and, in the days when flowers were considered a 
sort of universal language, with happy allusion to its 
title, Marguerite of Scotland, the first queen of Louis 
the Eleventh, presented Marguerite Clotilde de Sur- 
ville, in acknowledgment of her poetical skill, with a 
wreath of laurel, surmounted by a bouquet of daisies, 
(the leaves wrought in silver, the flowers in gold,) 
bearing this quaint inscription, “ Marguerite d’Ecosse 
a Marguerite (the pearl) d’Helicon.” 
But recollections connected with courts and courtiers 
add little to the interest which the daisy excites. 
“ When well-apparelled April on the heel of limping 
Winter treads,” we must .go to our own sunny banks 
and braes, then so thickly strewn with its blossoms; and, 
giving way to the reminiscences it awakens, live over 
again the happy days of childhood. 
Art thou waken’d already and decking the green ? 
How transient and light has thy winter sleep been ! 
But thou art not of them which shrink back in dismay, 
If the season be adverse, or darkling the day. 
