This name is absolutely justified. Not only because of the beautiful flowers but also because of the wunderful fragrance. The flowers are deeply fringed, giving them an extremly  feathery appearance. Their colour is slightly variable, from clear pink to almost pure white. The frangrance reminds of cloves, nutmeg and fruit. The is (or rather was) at home in moist and wet meadows. Today you will hardly find it in the wild. In the garden it is an easy plant. It performs equaly well at the margin of your pond in moist soil or in ordinary soil in the border.

The epithet  `superbus` (= `proud`, `superb`) reminds me of my schooldays. In Latin course we had to read out in turns and the chapter was about  Tarquinius Superbus, the last Roman king. The word `superbus` is pronounced with stress on the E, but I didn't care at all. In return I received my teachers remark: `Mister Wallner, it is NOT a very big autobus we are discusing here!' And so I received my nickname `Súperbus`  ...