THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 
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“ On the bank a lonely flower he spied, 
A meek and forlorn flower, with nought of pride, 
Drooping its beauty o’er the watery clearness 
To woo its own sad image into nearness. 
Deaf to bright Zephyrus, it would not move, 
But still would seem to droop, to pine, to love.” 
Keats. 
LINDEN, or LIME ( Tilia ). Conjugal love. 
“ Come forth, and let us through our hearts receive 
The joy of vei'dure ! — see, the honeyed lime 
Showers cool green light on banks where wild flowers weave 
Thick tapestry.” 
Mrs. Hemans. 
This favorite tree commemorates the beautiful story 
of Baucis and Philemon. Baucis was turned to a lin¬ 
den, and thus it stands now an emblem of the attri¬ 
butes and graces of a faithful wife. The foliage is very 
thick and verdant, and the effects of light and shade on 
it bewitching. The blossoms perfume all the surround¬ 
ing air. It is a useful tree too ; an infusion of its flow¬ 
ers makes a good tisane; its bark can be woven into a 
kind of cloth, and braided into ropes and hats. The 
(Ireeks made paper of it, resembling that from papyrus, 
and specimens made by our modern processes resemble 
white satin. Its wood furnishes the poorer classes in 
Europe with fuel, shoes, and furniture. The horse- 
chestnut and other trees have disputed its place in 
avenues and public promenades, but nothing can ban¬ 
ish it. 
STRAWBERRY {Fragaria vesca ). Perfect excellence. 
The illustrious Bernardin de St. Pierre conceived the 
project of writing a general history of nature, in imita- 
