. The language of flowers: or, Floral emblems of thoughts, feelings, and sentiments ... Flower language. FORGET-ME-NOT. FORGET-ME-NOT {Myosotispalustris).—FoRGET-ME-NOT. " That name, it speaks in accents dear of love, and hope, and joy, and fear; It softly teUs an absent friend that links of love should never rend ; Its whispers waft on swelling breeze, o'er hill and dale, by land and seas. Forget-me-not! Gem of the rill! we love to greet thy blossoms smiling at our feet. We fancy to thy flow'ret given a semblance of the azure heaven ; And deem thine eye of gold to be the star that gleams
. The language of flowers: or, Floral emblems of thoughts, feelings, and sentiments ... Flower language. FORGET-ME-NOT. FORGET-ME-NOT {Myosotispalustris).—FoRGET-ME-NOT. " That name, it speaks in accents dear of love, and hope, and joy, and fear; It softly teUs an absent friend that links of love should never rend ; Its whispers waft on swelling breeze, o'er hill and dale, by land and seas. Forget-me-not! Gem of the rill! we love to greet thy blossoms smiling at our feet. We fancy to thy flow'ret given a semblance of the azure heaven ; And deem thine eye of gold to be the star that gleams so ; The Myosotis is nowhere seen, perhaps, in greater beauty and abundance' than on the borders of a small stream in the environs of Luxembourg. The country people call this streamlet the Fairies' Bath, or the Cascade of the Enchanted Oak; these two names seem to have been given to it on account of the beauty of its source, which it issues from with a murmuring sound, at the foot of an oak tree as old as the hills. Its waters bound along, at first, from cascade to cascade, under a long covering of verdure, which they leave only to flow gently through an extensive meadow. There they seem to the delighted eye like a thread of silver. Part of the bank is covered with a thick border of Myosotis, whose pretty flowers are, in the month of July, of a bright celestial blue. Then they bend down, as though they took pleasure in admiring themselves in the crystal stream, the purity of which cannot be surpassed. Ofttimes do the young girls go down from the city, on holidays, to dance by the side of the river. There, while weaving wreaths of the flower 91. Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of these illustrations may not perfectly resemble the original Tyas, Robert, 1811-1879. London, New York, G. Routledge and sons
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