The eleven stanzas of the lover's song to Maud, the "Queen Rose of the rosebud garden of girls," are such an exquisite blending of woodbine spice and musk of rose, of star and daffodil sky, of music of flute and song of bird, of the soul of the rose with the passion of the lover, of meadows and violets,that we easily understand why Tennyson loved to read these lines.

The casement's shed more luscious woodbine binds, And to the door a neater pathway winds; 1820.]

The rustling leaves still murmur'd there; The rambling woodbine flower Its twilight breath, exhal'd to cheer The outcast's desert bower!

" She slept like a child on her father's floor In the flecking of woodbine-shade, When the house-dog sprawls by the open door, And the mother's wheel is staid.

] Others the utmost boughs of trees doe crop, And brouze the woodbine twigges that freshly bud; This with full bit* doth catch the utmost top Of some soft willow, or new growen stud**; This with sharpe teeth the bramble leaves doth lop, 85 And chaw the tender prickles in her cud; The whiles another high doth overlooke Her owne like image in a christall brooke.

He thought this would apply to our relations with the Island, where, although the sugar-cane lifts its lofty top and the woodbine twineth, the accursed spirit of caste still prevails.

though here fair blows the rose, and the woodbine waves on high, And oak, and elm, and bracken fronds enrich the rolling lea, And winds, as if in Arcady, breathe joy as they go by, Yet I yearn and I pine for my North Countrie! I leave the drowsing South, and in thought I northward fly, And walk the stretching moors that fringe the ever-calling sea, And am gladdened as the gales that are so bitter-sweet rush by.

The lords and ladies, who the woodbine bear, As true as Tristram and Isotta were.

There, to the porch, belike with jasmine bound Or woodbine wreaths, a smoother path is wound; 605 The housewife there a brighter garden sees, Where hum on busier wing her happy bees; On infant cheeks there fresher roses blow; And grey-haired men look up with livelier brow, To greet the traveller needing food and rest; 610 Housed for the night, or but a half-hour's guest.