THE CELANDINE. THE name of this plant is derived from the Greek, and signifies a swallow. It is not so named, as some have sup posed, from its coming and going with the swallow; but, according to Gerard, from an opinion which prevailed among the country-people, that the old swallows used it to restore sight to their young when their eyes were out. For the same reason, it is also called Swallow-wort. TO THE SMALL CELANDINE. ANON. PANSIES, Lilies, Kingcups, Daisies, They will have a place in story; 'Tis the little Celandine. Eyes of some men travel far For the finding of a star; Up and down the heavens they go, Since the day I found thee out: Little flower!-I'll make a stir, Modest, yet withal an elf, Bold, and lavish of thyself; Since we needs must first have met, I have seen thee high and low, Thirty years or more, and yet 'Twas a face I did not know; Thou hast now, go where I may, Fifty greetings in a day. Ere a leaf is on a bush, Telling tales about the sun, When we've little warmth or none. Poets, vain men in their mood ! Travel with the multitude: Never heed them; I aver, That they all are wanton wooers; But the thrifty cottager, Who stirs little out of doors, Joys to spy thee near her home Spring is coming, thou art come! Comfort have thou of thy merit, Thou dost show thy pleasant face But 't is good enough for thee. Ill befall the yellow flowers, Others, too, of lofty mien : They have done as worldlings do, Taken praise that should be thine, Little, humble Celandine! Prophet of delight and mirth Scorn'd and slighted upon earth! 12* THE ORCHIS. THE Greeks named this plant Orchis, from the form of the roots in many of the species; and this appellation is now generally adopted in most of the European languages. In addition to the Greek name, the Latins often call it Satyrion, because the early Romans believed it to be the food of the Satyrs, and that it excited them to the excesses which in fabulous history are ascribed to them. Its old English names are Standlewort and Kingfingers. In consequence either of a want of taste in floriculture, or of a foolish predilection for ancient prejudices, this beautiful flower has been excluded from the parterre of Flora; but so anxious have been the Botanists to collect its different species from all quarters of the world, that from their exertions we now possess upwards of eighty distinct species, besides numerous varieties of several of the kinds. THE BEE ORCHIS. R. SNOW, ESQ. SEE, Delia, see this image bright! Why starts my fair one at the sight? It mounts not on obtrusive wing, Nor threats thy breast with angry sting: Its thin-wrought plume and honey'd thighs: It seems as though 't were lull'd to rest, Think not to set the captive free Yet wonder not that Nature's power Nature, who could that form inspire For when in Parian stone we trace And feel the warm affections glow, |