Twenty-first Riddle

My roots are humble, my beginning small and dark, my youth plain, my maturity quite glorious. When woven with members of my family I adorn the heads of Hellenic brides or the brown maidens of the world’s largest ocean. I enlist the help of man, birdbeast, bird, bug, and wind to produce offspring. Try and  name the nation which has no word for me. What am I?

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