POETRY OF FLOWERS. lol 
I strove in vain to bid my heart 
Forget its early dream ; 
For, ah ! the dream would not depart, 
And thou wert still its theme. 
Come back, and never more shall doubt 
Or cold distrust be mine ; 
My heart hath cast those demons out, 
And now is wholly thine. 
GILLYFLOWEK; or STOCK. 
Cheiranthus, incanus . . Class 15 ; Order 2. 
Flowers bright red, purple, or white. The white Gilly¬ 
flower is very fragrant. 
UNFADING BEAUTY. 
Oh faint, indeed, are outward hues 
Compared with thy rich mental light! 
Each day thy thoughts their rays diffuse, 
Yet grow each added day more bright. 
To scatter charms so rich as thine, 
In vain time’s surging billows roll ; 
The pearls that on thy forehead shine 
Are gathered daily from thy soul. 
The Stock lias been long established in gar¬ 
dens, and, under the somewhat puzzling name 
