Cr—b—k, M—nn—s, Sm—h, and B—ch,
Spriggs of Cypress pluck for each.
C—ss may smile a sickly smile
’Neath a crown of Camomile;
But time presses—let the rest
Wear whatever likes them best!
T. A. Wilson.
Highly commended:—
Hither, Flora, Queen of Flowers!
Hence from Covent Garden’s bowers,