The new era., 1860-06-21
Fancies about Flowers.

love every flower that springs from the sod,
Each beautifully bears its impress Of God;
Each has its bright eye turned meekly 10 ours,
Claiming from US love-love for the flowers
And wno loves them not has not
loved them since first they unfoldcd
their petals to the sunbeam, on that
glorious morn when the stars sang to-
gether for JOY ?
The flowers Of Paradise Have you
never in your fancy, gentle reader,
formed picture ofthe first-home of the
first earthly intelIgences : May we mol
suppose it to have been an almost un-
limited space, bounded Ivy mountains
blue, grand and beautiful, and perhaps
partially by dim distant sea, all blend
ing imperceptibIy with the heavenly
azure with gently sloping plains,
streams transparently clear, flowing mu-
sicaIIy along over glitte ing gems and
dazzling pearls; birds gloriously plum
aged, insects sparkling like diamonds in
the sunbeams, towering trees that bore
up TO the clouds their lofty heads, their
downy culms, their velvet cuticles,
their broad green leaves dellcately
veined, ripe, delicious fruits, with moth
ing unpalatable-all ambrosia for those
who were little less than Gods? 0 how
beautiful, how glorious was all, lighted
up with the splendor Of the new Sun
or perchance lighted only by the sglory
Of Gods smile ! We imagine this, but
is the picture complete-quite finished :
All, flowers must bloom, hang pendent
from those mountain-b -brows, on the mar
gin of the distant sea; they must cluster
on the verdant plains, and be mirrored
in the soft flowing streams. Then as
to-day, flowers were blooming; pure
anemones and blue-eyed violcts, peepcd
up to the sunbeams from the green lux
uriance. Even Adam loved the rose
which at his gaze became crimsoned
with its charming blush, ere Eve with
delight pluoked it for her golden hair.
The lilly was arrayed in her snowy
robes, and gushing with perfume and
sweetness meekly dropped its head as
the happy bride Of Eden stopped to kiss
its petals of purity. The cactus, with
its long stamens gracefully dropping,
presented its delicate cup filled with
dew for bathing the fingers of the first
bIest wife of man; and some rare ones
there doubtless were, in whose translu-
cent surfaces, she saw reflected the i'm
age of her own transcendent lovelness
How enrapturing must have been her
delight, how bewidering her wonder, as
first they met her eye! What musical
names must she have given them, from
the new beauty, and overlooking music
Of her iust-formed soul Behold her
among them the fairest flower, and frail-
est of them all
Now, with another wafture of the
wing of fancy, the exquisite scene is no
longer before US. The eye beholds the
wing of Seraphim and Cherubim and
turns shudderinglyfr from the flaming sword
that guards the fair lost Eden. What
picture in contrast AS if the beau
teous things of Paradise had been turn
ed forth uto Chaos all disrobed of their
glory. There are mountains bleak and
bare; the sea rolling darkly over beings
that have become hideous in its depths
streams turbid, swollen, murmuring as il
muttering regrets, and birds unlike the
gay and glorious creatures that sang
so oyously in Paradise. The flowers
o the bright, bright flowers! alas, "the
trail of the serpent is over them all p
Less radiant, they still bear up their
bright heads, jewels of loveliness amid
the darkness around them. But not ir
this, as in that picture bloom they il
luxuriance. Scattered here and there
as if the stern angel, commissioned tt
gather them from Eden, had flung then
down in sorrowful anger, with avertet
eye, breathing on them yet a blessing
that caused them to take root annie
the desert wild, in the heart Of darl
forests, in the crevices of jagged rocks
I-ah, to spring up ever beside the path
way of fallen man, to cheer the heart o
woman which turned to the still love'
flowers that yet reminded her of her los
innocence. 3Ho nn8a tf5s
/ Throughout all time, flowers hav
f been objects Of love and interest to wo
man. She has given them names. an