| 307 | https://dickenssearch.com/items/show/307 | Gardeners' Benevolent Institution Anniversary Festival 1851 | | Speech at the Gardeners' Benevolent Institution Anniversary Festival (9 June 1851). | Dickens, Charles | | | <a href="/items/browse?advanced%5B0%5D%5Belement_id%5D=40&advanced%5B0%5D%5Btype%5D=is+exactly&advanced%5B0%5D%5Bterms%5D=1851-06-09">1851-06-09</a> | | | | | | | 1851-06-09_Speech_Gardeners-Benevolent-Institution-Anniversary-Festival | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | Dickens, Charles. 'Speech at the Gardeners' Benevolent Institution Anniversary Festival' (9 June 1851). <em>Dickens Search</em><span>. Eds. Emily Bell and Lydia Craig. Accessed [date]. </span><a href="https://dickenssearch.com/speeches/1851-06-09_Speech_Gardeners-Benevolent-Institution-Anniversary-Festival">https://dickenssearch.com/speeches/1851-06-09_Speech_Gardeners-Benevolent-Institution-Anniversary-Festival</a><span>.</span> | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | <a href="/items/browse?advanced%5B0%5D%5Belement_id%5D=97&advanced%5B0%5D%5Btype%5D=is+exactly&advanced%5B0%5D%5Bterms%5D=London+Coffee+House">London Coffee House</a> | | | | | <p><span data-contrast="auto">He could assure them, he said, that when he entered that room he had no idea of addressing them, but a member of the committee had asked him to propose the toast in a manner which evinced that he thought he required no </span><i><span data-contrast="auto">forcing</span></i><span data-contrast="auto">, and that he only required to be planted in that soil to flower immediately. Though he was no gardener himself, he knew well and appreciated the repose and delight to be found in gardening, and amongst its productions. Probably there was no feeling in the human mind stronger than the love of gardening. The prisoner in his dismal cell would endeavour to raise a flower from the chinks in the floor of his dungeon; the invalid or lodger in the garret took delight in the pot of flowers on the parapet, or endeavoured to cultivate his scarlet runners in communication with the garret of his neighbour over the way; the miniature garden was one of the greatest amusements of childhood; and, again, gardening was one of the last and best pleasures of the aged.</span></p>
<p><span data-contrast="auto">It was a holy duty in foreign countries to decorate the graves of the dead with flowers, and here, too, the resting-places of those who had passed away from us would soon be gardens. Indeed, from that old time when the Lord walked in the garden in the cool of the evening, down to the day when a Poet Laureate sang </span><span data-ccp-props="{"201341983":0,"335559739":0,"335559740":276}"> </span></p>
<p><span data-contrast="auto">Trust me, Clara Vere de Vere, </span><span data-ccp-props="{"201341983":0,"335559685":720,"335559739":0,"335559740":276}"> </span></p>
<p><span data-contrast="auto">From yon blue heavens above us bent </span><span data-ccp-props="{"201341983":0,"335559685":720,"335559739":0,"335559740":276}"> </span></p>
<p><span data-contrast="auto">The gardener Adam and his wife </span><span data-ccp-props="{"201341983":0,"335559685":720,"335559739":0,"335559740":276}"> </span></p>
<p><span data-contrast="auto">Smile at the claims of long descent,</span><span data-ccp-props="{"201341983":0,"335559685":720,"335559739":0,"335559740":276}"> </span></p>
<p><span data-contrast="auto">at all times and in all ages, gardens were among the objects of the greatest interest to mankind. There might be a few, but he believed they were but a few, who took no interest in the products of gardening, except perhaps in London Pride, or a certain degenerate kind of ‘Stock’, which was apt to grow hereabouts, cultivated by a species of frozen-out gardeners whom no thaw can ever penetrate; except these, the gardeners’ art had contributed to the delight of all men in their time. That there ought to be a Benevolent Provident Institution for gardeners was in the fitness of things, and that such an institution ought to flourish, and did flourish, was still more so.</span></p>
<p><span data-contrast="auto">He had risen to propose to you the health of a gentleman who was a great gardener, and not only a great gardener, but a great man, the growth of a fine Saxon root cultivated up with a power of intellect that was at this time the talk of the civilized world </span><span data-contrast="none">– he</span><span data-contrast="auto"> alluded, of course, to his friend, the chairman of the day. He had taken occasion to say at a public assembly hard by, a month or two ago, in speaking of the wonderful building Mr. Paxton had designed for the Great Exhibition in Hyde Park, that it ought to have fallen down, but that it refused to do so. We were told that the glass ought to have been all broken, the gutters all choked up, and the building flooded, and that the roof and sides ought to have been blown away; in short, that everything ought to have done what everything obstinately persisted in not doing. Earth, air, fire and water all appear to have conspired together in Mr. Paxton's favour </span><span data-contrast="none">– </span><span data-contrast="auto">all had conspired to one result, which, when the present generation was in dust, would be an enduring temple to his honour, and to the energy, the talent, and the resources of Englishmen.</span></p>
<p><span data-contrast="auto">‘But’, said a gentleman to him the other day, ‘no doubt Mr. Paxton is a great man, but there is one objection to him that you can never get over, that is, he is a gardener’. Now, that was their case tonight, that he was a gardener, and they were extremely proud of it. This was a great age, with all its faults, when a man by the power of his own genius and good sense could scale such a daring height as Mr. Paxton had reached, and composedly place his form on the top. This was a great age, when a man impressed with a useful idea, could carry out his project without being imprisoned, or thumb-screwed or persecuted in any form.</span></p>
<p><span data-contrast="auto">I can well understand, Dickens continued, that you, to whom the genius, the intelligence, the industry, and the achievements of our friend are well known, should be anxious to do him honour by placing him in the position he occupies tonight; and I assure you, you have conferred great gratification on one of his friends, in permitting him to have the opportunity of proposing his health, which that friend now does most cordially, and with all the honours.</span><span data-ccp-props="{"201341983":0,"335559739":0,"335559740":276}"> </span></p> | | | | | | | | 18510609 | <a href="/items/browse?advanced%5B0%5D%5Belement_id%5D=4&advanced%5B0%5D%5Btype%5D=is+exactly&advanced%5B0%5D%5Bterms%5D=London">London</a> | | | | | | | | |