. The language of flowers: or, Floral emblems of thoughts, feelings, and sentiments ... Flower language. POET'S NARCISSUS. a fatal mistake. A thousand nymphs fancied the handsome Nartissus, and they learnt to know the pains of unrequited Echo was treated with coldness by the ungrateful youth. She was then beautiful; but grief and reproach effaced her beauty; her substance wasted until she resembled a skeleton; the gods pitied her, and changed her bones into stones, but they could not heal her mind, which still bewailed her lot in the remote places whither she followed so often the crue
. The language of flowers: or, Floral emblems of thoughts, feelings, and sentiments ... Flower language. POET'S NARCISSUS. a fatal mistake. A thousand nymphs fancied the handsome Nartissus, and they learnt to know the pains of unrequited Echo was treated with coldness by the ungrateful youth. She was then beautiful; but grief and reproach effaced her beauty; her substance wasted until she resembled a skeleton; the gods pitied her, and changed her bones into stones, but they could not heal her mind, which still bewailed her lot in the remote places whither she followed so often the cruel-hearted shepherd who could not return her love. Wearied by the chace and the intense heat which scorched the earth, the handsome Narcissus lay down to rest on the thick grass, at the brink of a fountain whose waters had never been disturbed. The shepherd, attracted by its coolness, wished to quench his thirst; he bent over the pure crystal of the treacherous wave; there he saw himself, whom he at once admired, and, struck with his own image, and gazing intently upon the reflection, he lost the power of motion, and was like a .statue fixed upon the bank. Love, who avenges himself on the rebellious heart, adorned the reflected image with all the attractions he can bestow; then he mocked the mad mistake, abandoning his victim to the delirium which consumed him. Echo alone saw his pain, his tears; she alone heard his sighs and the insensate vows addressed to himself. Still, full of tenderness, the nymph answered his complaints, and repeated his last adieus, which were not for her; even while expiring, the unhappy youth continued searching for, at the bottom of the water, the illusion which had enchanted him ; and descending into the shades he sought it again in dark waters of the Styx, from whose banks nothing could 162. Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of these i
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