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Unlike Silena, who declines .
The garish noontide's blazing light ;
Gives all her sweetness to the night.
Thus, in each flower and simple bell,
That in our path untrodden lie,
How fast the winged moments fly,
Time will steal on with ceaseless pace,
Yet lose we not the fleeting hours,
As light they dance among the flowers.
Calyx shorter than the blossom, with two spear-shaped
deciduous scales at the base.
Stems and branches very numerous, deeply furrowed, hairy,
and extremely thorny. Spines angular, extremely pun. gent, smooth. Leaves springing from the base of the spines, solitary, awl-shaped, roughish, deciduous. Calyx sometimes very woolly, but not equally so in all plants. Blossom yellow, half as long again as the calyx, emitting
E'er lingering winter wings his flight
Breathe softly now, ye gentle airs ! Nature her genial feast prepares, And not within the wine-cup glows So rich a boon as she bestows. Come ye, to whom her haunts are known, And claim her treasures as your own; Come, and beneath the morning beam, See how a thousand goblets gleam With draughts of liquid opal fill’d From some ethereal urn distillid, While every gift the opening day Unveils before you, seems to say: Come ye, and in the woods and fields Drink the pure nectar nature yields. The feast she spreads is simple, chaste, It palls not on the wearied taste; Sweet as Arabia’s spicy breeze, Like fragrant gums of eastern trees, That long retain their rich perfume, And spread their odours round the tomb,