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THE POETRY OF FLOWERS. 
Apollo, with unwitting hand, 
Whilome did slay his dearly-loved mate, 
Yonng Hyacinth, the pride of Spartan land; 
Bnt then transformed him to a purple flower. 
IYY.— Friendship. 
Friendship is represented by a device in which Ivy 
is growing aronnd a fallen tree, with the motto, 
“ Nothing can detach me from it 
Friendship, peculiar boon of heaven, 
The noble mind’s delight and pride, 
To men and angels only given, 
To all the lower world denied. 
Miss Twamley thus characterizes it:— 
The Ivy, that staunchest and firmest friend, 
That hastens its snccouring arm to lend 
To the ruined fane, where in youth it sprung, 
And its pliant tendrils in sport were flung. 
When the sinking buttress and mouldering tower 
Seem only the spectres of former power, 
Then the Ivy clusters around the wall, 
And for tapestry hangs in the moss-grown hall, 
Striving in beauty and youth to dress 
The desolate place in its loneliness. 
THE JONQUIL— Desire. 
Prior adverts to the potent fragrance of the 
Jonquil:— 
The smelling tuberose and Jonquil declare 
The stronger impulse of the evening air. 
