POPPY. 
( Consolation — Oblivion .) 
HE Poppy, Greek mythologists tell us, was created 
by Ceres whilst in search of her daughter Proser¬ 
pine, as a soother of her grief. The pastoral poet, 
William Browne, in his quaint phraseology, says: 
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“ Sleep-bringing poppy, by the plowman late, 
Not without cause, to Ceres consecrate : 
For being round and full at his half-birth, 
It signified the perfect orb of earth ; 
And by his inequalities when blowne, 
The earth’s low vales and higher hills were showne ; 
By multitude of grains it held within, 
Of men and beasts the number noted bin. 
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Or since her daughter that she loved so well, 
Bv him that in the infernal shades does dwell, 
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Fairest Proserpina was rapt away, 
And she in plaints the night, in tears the day, 
Had long time spent; when no high power could give her 
Any redresse, the poppy did relieve her : 
For, eating of the seeds, they sleep procured, 
And so beguiled those griefs she long endured. 
POPPIES. 
LEIGH HUNT. 
We are slumberous poppies, 
Lords of Lethe downs, 
Some awake and some asleep, 
Sleeping in our crown. 
