CHAPTER V. 
EGLANTINE (SWEETBRIER)—-POETRY. I WOUND TO HEAL. 
There’s odour in the very name which, to the thoughtful brain, 
Comes with refreshing influence, like April’s pleasant rain. 
The rose that to the sun’s warm kiss uplifts its blushing cheek, 
Is but a rainbow-type of life departing while we speak. 
W. H. Prideaux. 
E. 
Ebony Tree. 
Eglantine (Sweetbrier) 
Elder ... . 
Elm ... ... ... ... 
Enchanter’s Nightshade 
Endive. 
Eupatorium. 
Blackness. 
Poetry. I wound to heal. 
Zealousness. 
Dignity. 
Witchcraft. Sorcery. 
Frugality. 
Delay. 
