FLORAL EMBLEMS. 
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MY REGRETS WILL FOLLOW YOU 
TO THE GRAVE. 
Asphodel. — Asphodelus. 
“ L’Asphodele aux mutes tombeaux 
Arrache les livides ombres 
Et du Lethe borde les eaux.” 
The root of the asphodel not only fur¬ 
nished our ancestors with food whilst living-, 
but was planted on their graves, with a be¬ 
lief that it would supply the manes of the 
dead with nourishment. 
“ By those happy souls, who dwell 
In yellow meads of asphodel.” 
“ Au-dehors je suis entoure de mauve et d’ asphodele, 
et au-dedans je nesuis qu’un cadavre .”—Ancient Tombs. 
“ Dull grave—thou spoil’st the dance of youthful blood, 
Strik’st out the dimple from the cheek of mirth. 
And ev’ry smirking feature from the face; 
Branding our laughter with the name of madness.” 
Blair. 
