The myrtle (ensign of supreme command, Consigned by Venus to Melissas hand) Not less capricious than a reigning fair, Oft favors, oft rejects a lovers prayer; In myrtle shades oft sings the happy swain, In myrtle shades despairing ghosts complain. Samuel JohnsonWritten at the Request of a Gentleman. L. 3.
Dark-green and gemmd with flowers of snow, With close uncrowded branches spread Not proudly high, nor meanly low, A graceful myrtle reard its head. MontgomeryThe Myrtle.