THE FLORAL TELEGRAPH. 17 
feet; Terpsichore could no longer 
point the toe; Urania’s globe had 
fallen shivered to the earth; and 
her beautifully upturned head, with 
which she had been so enrapt gazing 
on the stars, had fallen after it, and 
both were fast crumbling into kin¬ 
dred dust. Alas, there was not the 
decimal part of a nose among the 
whole nine ! 
Nature had, however, most kindly 
done her best to cover them in their 
disgrace, by flinging redundantly over 
them her many-coloured mantle of 
herbage. 
The stone terraces had still pre¬ 
served many spots wholly free from 
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