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beautifull places, to have his minde not faire but filthie and 
deformed. 3 ’ With these brave words of the old gardener I 
might well close my account of this favourite flower, but I must 
add George Herbert’s lines penned in the same spirit— 
“ Farewell, dear flowers, sweetly your time ye spent, 
Fit, while ye lived, for smell or ornament, 
And after death for cures ; 
I follow straight without complaint or grief, 
Since if my scent be good, I care not if 
It be as short as yours .”—Poems on Life. 
