. The language of flowers: or, Floral emblems of thoughts, feelings, and sentiments ... Flower language. THE PERIWINKLE. daisy, the primrose, and the dandelion. Along the skirts of woods the anemone and the periwinkle display a long net- work of verdure and flowers. These two friendly plants exchange and mingle their mutual charms. The anemone, with its soft foliage, deeply cut, is of a pretty green. The periwinkle has its leaves evergreen, firm, and shining. The flower of the periwinkle is blue; that of the anemone pure white, with a rosy or faint purple edging. The anemone lasts but a day, b
. The language of flowers: or, Floral emblems of thoughts, feelings, and sentiments ... Flower language. THE PERIWINKLE. daisy, the primrose, and the dandelion. Along the skirts of woods the anemone and the periwinkle display a long net- work of verdure and flowers. These two friendly plants exchange and mingle their mutual charms. The anemone, with its soft foliage, deeply cut, is of a pretty green. The periwinkle has its leaves evergreen, firm, and shining. The flower of the periwinkle is blue; that of the anemone pure white, with a rosy or faint purple edging. The anemone lasts but a day, but she reminds us of the vivid pleasures and fleeting joys of our childhood. The periwinkle emblematizes a more lasting happiness ; its colour is that which friendship makes choice of, and its flower was to Rousseau, the emblem of Pleasiijg Remembrances. "I was going," he said, "to reside at Charmettes, with Madame de Warens; while walking, she saw something blue in the hedge, and said to me, ' Voild, de la pervenche encore en fieur! " \Pervenche, a modern French form of the Norman-French name of this flower, as spoken of by Chaucer, " There sprang the violet all newe, And irtsYi pervinke, rich of ;] " I had never seen the periwinkle," Rousseau adds; " I did not stoop to examine it, and I had too brief a view of it to distinguish plants on the ground as I stood upright. I only cast a glance upon it as I passed, and nearly thirty years had elapsed without my seeing the periwinkle again, or thought of it. In 1764, being at Gressien, with my friend, M. du Peyron, we were going up a little hill, at the top of which was a pretty room, which he justly called Belleyue. I 152. 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,
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