We have no other combination of British flowers which gives one such a sense of freedom as the wild fragrance of a heath or moor in full heather bloom! Eliza Cook's lines express the feelings of many who love the breezy hills :—
"Wild blossoms of the moorland, ye are very dear to me;
Ye lure my dreaming memory as clover does the bee;
Ye bring back all my childhood loved, when freedom, joy
and health
Had never thought of wearing chains to fetter fame and
wealth.
Wild blossoms of the common land, brave tenants of the earth,
Your breathings were among the first that helped my spirit's
birth;
For how my busy brain would dream, and how my heart
would burn,
Where Gorse and Heather flung their arms above the forest
fern."
Mountain and moor
By John Ellor Taylor
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