This well-known and highly esteemed family of plants, or shrubs, embrace many distinct species, which, by the skill of the florist, have multiplied into thousands of varieties. They vary in height from one to twelve or fifteen feet, producing flowers, single, semi-double and double, and generally of exquisite fragrance. The colors are, pure white, white-tinted, shaded, striped, or mottled; every shade of red to purple, and all these shades and colors variously mixed; also a few yellow varieties. There are no black roses, although we sometimes hear of them. Such as are sold for black roses are those of dark shades of purple or crimson. The foliage is also various in the different species or varieties, but of a general character. They are different also in the appendages to the plant, some having formidable thorns, while others are entirely destitute. Some flower only once in the season - others are perpetual, or everblooming. Most are hardy, but many require protection. It is a flower beloved by every one, not only in the present age, but has been in all ages past, and will no doubt continue to be the most prominent and desirable flower as long as the world stands. It may, with propriety, be styled the Queen of flowers. We have not space in this work to do justice to its merits, and must refer our readers, for the details of its culture, and for a mass of valuable and interesting particulars, to a work published by S. B. Parsons, of Flushing, near New York, constituting a volume of 280 pages, octavo, treating largely upon the Rose, which we heartily commend to all the lovers of this universal favorite. Mr. Parsons treats of it historically, poetically, and scientifically, as well as in a practical manner. We must, of course, say something of the Rose ourselves poetically, - for who can dwell long upon this beautiful flower without some aspirations of this kind? - but not having a faculty of soaring upon our own wings, we must cull from others, and finding in a work entitled "Flora Domestica," all we desire under this head, we give the following copious extracts, which may not be unacceptable to a portion of our readers at least: "The Rose is preeminently the flower of love and poetry, the very perfection of floral realities. Imagination may have flattered, herself that her power could form a more perfect beauty; but, it is said, she never yet discovered such to mortal eyes. This, however, she would persuade us to be a mere matter of delicacy, and that she had the authority of Apollo for her secret success:

--------------' No mortal eye can reach the flowers,

And 'tis right just, for well Apollo knows

'T would make the poet quarrel with the Rose.'

It is,however, determined, that until the claim of such veiled beauty, or beauties, shall rest upon better foundation, the Rose shall still be considered as the unrivalled Queen of flowers.

'I saw the sweetest flower wild nature yields, A fresh-blown Musk Rose.'

"It is said, however, that the angels possess a more beautiful kind of Rose than those we have on earth. David saw in a vision a number of angels pass by with gilded baskets in their hands.

'Some as they went, the blue-eyed Violets strew, Some spotless Lilies in loose order threw; Some did the way with full-blown Roses spread, Their smell divine, and color strangely red ;

Not such as our dull gardens proudly wear, Whom weathers taint, and winds' rude kisses tear;

Such, I believe, was the first Rose's hue, Which at God's word in beauteous Eden grew; Queen of the flowers that made that orchard gay, The morning blushes of the spring's new day '