"But kindly deeds with scorn repaid, "No more by virtue need be done: "I now withdraw my dusky shade, "And yield thee to thy darling sun." Fierce on the flower the scorching beam With all its weight of glory fell; The flower exulting caught the gleam, And lent its leaves a bolder swell. Expanded by the searching fire, The curling leaves the breast disclose; The mantling bloom was painted higher, And every latent charm exposed. But when the sun was sliding low, And sought her bending leaves to fold. COME, let us leave this painted plain; This waste of flowers that palls the eye: The walks of NATURE's wilder reign Shall please in plainer majesty. * This is a species of the Orchis, which is found in the barren and mountainous parts of Lincolnshire, Worcestershire, Kent and |