162 LANGUAGE AND 
‘ Bland, fragrant flower! from morn till eve 
That scents the summer day, 
To many a home, which but for thee 
No flower would e’er survey. 
The artisan in attic pent, 
'he weaver at his loom, 
The captive in his prison cell, 
Each hail and bless thy bloom.” 
A celebrated gardener, speaking of this 
flower, and of the delightful odor which it dif¬ 
fuses, states that “as it grows more readily in 
pots, its fragrance may be conveyed into the 
house. Its perfume—though not so refreshing, 
perhaps, as that of the sweetbriar—is not apt 
to offend the most delicate olfactories.” Offend, 
indeed ! one would think not! Why, the great 
Linnaeus himself compared its fragrance to the 
scent of heavenly ambrosia! 
MOSS. 
Sycojpodium . Class 22 ; Order 2. 
There are many different kinds of moss, all of which 
are greatly admired for their verdure and beauty. 
MATERNAL LOVE. 
Number thy lamps of love, and tell me now 
How many canst thou re-light at the stars, 
And blush not at their burning ? One !—one only !— 
Lit while your pulses by one heart kept time, 
