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Enothera biennis. Evening Primrose.
Leaves egg-spear-shaped, flat. Stem covered with sharp points and soft hairs. Stamens regular. Petals undivided.
This plant has been discovered in such ruinous and little
frequented parts of the kingdom, that we can no longer hesitate to introduce it as British. It attains the heigla i of five or six feet. The main stem and larger branches are every where beset with minute asperities, terminating in fine transparent hairs, feeling not unlike a rough file. Leaves rather waved than flat. Blossoms fragrant, large, and yellow, expanding in the evening. B. JulySept.-Withering.
THE EVENING PRIMROSE.
THERE are that love the shades of life,
And shun the splendid walks of fame;
To risk Ambition's losing game;
That, far from Envy's lurid eye,
The fairest fruits of genius rear,
In friendship’s small but kindly sphere.
Than vainer flowers, though sweeter far,
The Evening Primrose shuns the day; Blooms only to the western star,
And loves its solitary ray.
In Eden's vale an aged hind,
At the dim twilight's closing hour, On his time-smoothed staff reclined,
With wonder viewed the opening flower.
“ Ill-fated flower, at eve to blow;
Of splendid suns, or smiling skies.
“ Nor thee the vagrants of the field,
The hamlet's little train behold; Their eyes to sweet oppression yield,
When thine the falling shades unfold.
6. Nor thee the hasty shepherd heeds,
When love has fill'd his heart with cares : For flowers he rifles all the meads;
For waking flowers; but thine forbears.
“Ah! waste no more that beauteous bloom,
On night's chill shade that fragrant breath; Let smiling suns those gems illume!
Fair flower! to live unseen is death !”
Soft as the voice of vernal gales
That o'er the bending meadows blow; Or streams that steal through even vales,
And murmur that they move so slow :
Deep in her unfrequented bower,
Sweet Philomela pour'd her strain ;
" Live unseen!
Lovely flower, we'll live unseen.
But I love the modest mien,
Still I love the modest mien Of gentle evening fair, and her star-trained queen.
“ Didst thou, shepherd, never find
Thy little virtues safely blew.