MERICAN COWSLIP. Primula Veris. Class 5, Pentandria. Order: Monogynia. The elegant stem of a single root of this plant springs from the centre of a rosette of large leaves couched on the earth. In April it is crowned with twelve pretty flowers with the cups reversed. Linnæus has given it the name of “Dodecatheon,” which signifies “twelve divinities,” a name, perhaps, somewhat too extravagant for a small plant so modest in its appearance. An American writer says of them, in their indigenous soil, that they resemble a cluster of bright yellow polyanthuses. “Our gold cowslips,” he adds, “look like a full branch of large clustering king-cups; they carelessly raise themselves on their firm stalks, their corollas gazing upward to the changing spring sky, as they grow amidst their pretty leaves of vivid green. They adorn almost every meadow, and shed a glow of beauty wherever they spring.”
YOU ARE MY DIVINITY.
By Memory to the passive eye,
Would blend with every gentle thought
Of dwellers in the distant sky,
And float, in airy seeming, by,
Fit princess of the sylphid crowds,
Born of the wealth of Fantasy
In her own heaven of Summer clouds,
Where ever laughing sunbeams shine
On eyes as calm and bright as thine.
J. R. Chorley.
Cowslips wan that hang the pensive head.
Milton.
And secret passions labour’d in her breast.
Pope.