OR, LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 153 
So each remained pouting behind in the shade, 
As winding along moved the brilliant parade. 
At length the fair temple appeared to their view, 
All blushing with beauty and spangled with dew: 
Tall hollyhock pillars encircled it round, 
With tendrils of pea and sweet eglantine bound; 
The roof was a trellis of myrtle and vine, 
Which knots and festoons of nasturtium combine; 
Surmounting each pillar, the cornice displayed 
The midsummer star-wort, relieving the shade ; 
And wreathed into loops of the tenderest green, 
Antirrhinum waved loose to the zephyrs between. 
The passion-flower fond to the portico clung, 
And guelder-rose glittered the foliage among; 
A mossy mosaic the pavement displayed, 
With tufts of hepatica richly inlaid; 
And high in the centre an altar was reared, 
W hich wreathed with net-work of flowers appeared; 
Where sunbeams, by dews in the trellis condensed, 
From herbs aromatic sweet odours dispensed : 
Above were suspended the merry blue-bells, 
Holy rites to enliven with musical swells. 
And now the train enters, the altar burns bright, 
Fresh fragrance escapes from the centrical light; 
Before the green shrine, the young couple await 
Each form ceremonious ordained by the state; 
And mystical vows understood but by flowers, 
Which elude observation of senses like ours; 
