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THE CHRISTMAS ROSE.
The garden boasts no beauty now.
Its summer graces all are fled; Frost glitters on the leafless bough,
And branch and spray alike seem dead.
Yet here, regardless of the chill,
The sternness of the wintry hour, One pleasing blossom greets us still,
A fair, though unassuming flower.
In changeful life 'tis even so,
False friends fall off when storms arise ; They shared our joy, but shun our woe,
Like plants that fear inclement skies.
And thus the true of heart remain,
Without one altered look or tone; So kind we almost bless the pain, That makes us know such friends our own.
THE WINTER ROSE.
Hail, and farewell, thou lovely guest!
I may not woo thy stay ;
Are fading fast away,
It was but now thy radiant smile
Broke through the season's gloom,
Thy breathing of perfume ;
The morning sun thy petals hailid,
Bade thee a last farewell. To-morrow's ray shall mark the spot, Where, loosen'd from their fairy knot, Thy withering beauties fell.
ON THE SAME.
Alas! on thy forsaken stem
My heart shall long recline,
And make the story mine!
With smile as soft as thine.
Like thee the vision came and went,
Like thee, it bloomed and fell ; In momentary pity sent,
Of fairy climes to tell : So frail its form, so short its stay, That nought the kingering heart could say,
But hail, and fare thee well !
This splendid plant was originally found by Baron Humboldt, in a sandy soil in Mexico, North America. Its height varies from three to six feet. The petals of the single flower are commonly eight, but the number is variable, and in the double flowers they are exceedingly numerous. This plant was first introduced into this country in 1804, and excited so much admiration from the splendour and variety of its colours, that, we are told, florists could scarcely satisfy the demand for them. For stateliness of appearance, and richness of colouring, this flower stands unrivalled; but for fragrance it must bend even to the modest lily of the valley, or the retiring violet; although Mr. Knight says, that at one particular period of the flower's opening it has a slight, but not a fragrant smell.
The varieties very numerous, and botanists are divided as to their species. This plant received its name of Dahlia, from Cavanilles, who dedicated it to Andrew Dahl, a Swedish Botanist; and that of Georgina from Willdenow, who named it after Dr. Georgi of Petersburg. Florists differ much in the