SWEETBRIAR. 
(/ Wound to Heal.) 
E cannot undertake to explain why this singular 
meaning has been given to Sweetbriar. 
It is called by the older poets “ Eglantine”—a 
name sometimes erroneously given to the Honeysuckle. 
The strong perfume of Sweetbriar in a bouquet kills the 
other flowers which form it. 
SWEETBRIAR. 
LEIGH HUNT. 
Wild rose, sweetbriar, eglantine, 
All these pretty names are mine, 
And scent in every leaf is mine, 
And a leaf for all is mine, 
And the scent—oh that’s divine! 
Happy-sweet, and pungent-fine, 
Pure as dew, and picked as wine. 
As the rose in gardens dressed 
Is the lady self-possessed, 
I’m the lass in simple vest, 
The country lass whose blood’s the best. 
