THE POETRY OF FLOWERS. 
Ill 
These sacred cherries to come nigh, 
Till cherry ripe themselves do cry. 
CINQUEFOIL.— Potentilla. 
How gracefully the Potentilla throws 
Its trailing branches down the rude bank-side, 
Until they kiss the wavelet as it flows 
O'er pebbles polished by the crystal tide; 
Nor there alone it grows, but far and wide 
Its quinate leaves and golden blossoms lay, 
And deck the borders of each rural way. 
How beautiful its slender stem, imbued 
With rich fresh tinge of purple blush and green, 
At intervals with fine-cut leaves indued, 
And bright-hued flower rising them between! 
No plant more elegant hath ever been 
Within our native sea-girt island found, 
’Mong those by which its hills and dales are crowned. 
Favourite Field Flowers. 
CLEMATIS.— Artifice. 
Familiarly known as Virgin’s Bower. Cowper thus 
addressed a specimen of this plant, presented to adorn 
a garden seat:— 
Thrive, gentle plant! and weave a bower for Mary, and 
for me, 
And deck with many a splendid flower thy foliage large 
and free. 
