Myth and Legend about Lily of the valley


Exists a legend that in light moonlight nights when all Earth is filled with a deep sleep, Sacred Maiden surrounded with a wreath of silvery lilies of the valley, appears sometimes that from happy mortal for which prepares unintentional pleasure. When the lily of the valley fades, the small round berry combustible, fiery tears with which the lily of the valley mourns over spring, the round-the-world traveller, scattering all over the caresses and anywhere not stopping grows. The enamoured lily of the valley also has silently transferred the grief as bore also pleasure of love.

There is a legend that lily of the valley has appeared from bitter tears of Sacred Virgin at a cross of its crucified son.

According to an Ancient Greek myth the goddess of hunting Diana during one of her hunting walks fauns have wanted to catch her. They have trapped her, but the goddess has taken to the heels. From her excited face sweat droplets scattered. They were extraordinary fragrant. And there, where they fell, Lilies of the valley grew.




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