PINK. 
PUHE lOTE. 
Alas! the love of woman! it is known 
To be a lovely and fearful thing; 
For all of theirs upon that die is thrown, 
And if ’tis lost, life has no more, to bring 
To them but mockeries of the past alone. 
Byron. 
PINK. 137 
The primitive pink is simple red or white, and 
scented; by cultivation, the petals have been 
enlarged and multiplied, and its colour infinitely 
varied, from the darkest purple to the purest white, 
with all the hues of red, from the richest crimson to 
the pale rose, with which yellow is also frequently 
blended. In some of these flowers we see the eye 
of the pheasant painted; while others are exquisitely 
marbled, striped, and figured. In some varieties 
two opposite colours are abruptly diversified, while 
in others they seem mingled and softened off in 
shades. Under all its diversities, however, it retains 
its delicious, spicy fragrance, and hence has been 
made the emblem of woman’s love, which no cir¬ 
cumstances can change: 
