. The language of flowers: or, Floral emblems of thoughts, feelings, and sentiments ... Flower language. THE BEE OPHRYS. Then with a smile that filled the house with light— ' My errand is not Death, but Life,' he said ; And, ere I answered, passing out of sight, On his celestial embassy he sped. 'Twas at thy door, O friend, and not at mine, The angel with the Amaranthine wreath. Pausing, descended; and, with voice divine. Whispered a word that had a sound of Death. Then fell upon the house a sudden gloom— A shadow on those features fair and thin; And softly, from that hushed and darkened room,
. The language of flowers: or, Floral emblems of thoughts, feelings, and sentiments ... Flower language. THE BEE OPHRYS. Then with a smile that filled the house with light— ' My errand is not Death, but Life,' he said ; And, ere I answered, passing out of sight, On his celestial embassy he sped. 'Twas at thy door, O friend, and not at mine, The angel with the Amaranthine wreath. Pausing, descended; and, with voice divine. Whispered a word that had a sound of Death. Then fell upon the house a sudden gloom— A shadow on those features fair and thin; And softly, from that hushed and darkened room, Two angels issued, where but one went in.'' Does the writer wish to imply that the Asphodel typifies this present Life, a season of disappointments and regrets, while the Amaranth represents Death, as the period which grants to the prepared spirit an entrance into Life immortal} THE BEE OPHRYS (0. a/«>ra).—Error. " See, Delia, see this image bright! why starts my fair one at the sight? It mounts not on offensive wing, nor threats thy breast with angry sting ; Admire, as close the insect lies, its thin-wrought plume and honey'd thighs, Whilst on this flow'ret's velvet breast, it seems as though 'twere lull'd to rest. Nor might its fairy wings unfold, enchain'd in aromatic gold: Think not to set the captive free, 'tis but the picture of a ;—Snow. This is one of the most remarkably beautiful of our indigenous orchids. Its ordinary habitat is in open meadows, by woodsides, on chalky soils. It is found, but sparingly, 19 0 2. 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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