The Poetry of Flowers and Flowers of Poetry: To which are Added, a Simple Treatise on Botany, with Familiar Examples, and a Copious Floral Dictionary |
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... young fawns ; they gather all they come near ; they col- lect heaps ; they sit among them and sort them , and sing over them and caress them , till they perish in their grasp . This sweet May morning The children are pulling On every ...
... young fawns ; they gather all they come near ; they col- lect heaps ; they sit among them and sort them , and sing over them and caress them , till they perish in their grasp . This sweet May morning The children are pulling On every ...
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... young child surrounded gay laughter- loving nymphs . His mother never leaves him- his spouse is Retty , the essence of affection — and his bosom friend is Bes- Sir William Jones . sent , or Spring . The plains of Agra are 10 10 ...
... young child surrounded gay laughter- loving nymphs . His mother never leaves him- his spouse is Retty , the essence of affection — and his bosom friend is Bes- Sir William Jones . sent , or Spring . The plains of Agra are 10 10 ...
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... humble arenaria creeps ; Slowly the purple star expands , But soon within its calyx sleeps . And those small bells so lightly rayed With young Aurora's rosy hue , DIAL OF FLOWERS . Yellow Goat's Beard Late - flowering 12 INTRODUCTION .
... humble arenaria creeps ; Slowly the purple star expands , But soon within its calyx sleeps . And those small bells so lightly rayed With young Aurora's rosy hue , DIAL OF FLOWERS . Yellow Goat's Beard Late - flowering 12 INTRODUCTION .
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... Young Joy ne'er thought of conting hours . ' Till Care , one summer's morning , Set up , among his smiling flowers , A dial by way of warning . WILSON . MURRAY . What a wide field for the imagination is displayed in the succeeding ...
... Young Joy ne'er thought of conting hours . ' Till Care , one summer's morning , Set up , among his smiling flowers , A dial by way of warning . WILSON . MURRAY . What a wide field for the imagination is displayed in the succeeding ...
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... opening buds , such fair types of itself . The young , the middle - aged , and the hoary head , sil- vered with the snows of threescore years and ten ; all , all hang still , small with delight over the blooming parterre . 18 INTRODUCTION .
... opening buds , such fair types of itself . The young , the middle - aged , and the hoary head , sil- vered with the snows of threescore years and ten ; all , all hang still , small with delight over the blooming parterre . 18 INTRODUCTION .
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acacia acanthus adorn agrimony amaranth amid ancient beautiful bloom blossom blue blush bower branches breath bright brilliant brow buds calyx charms cheek colour Coltsfoot crown cypress daisy delicate delight Digynia Dog Rose earth ELIZA COOK emblem fair flowers foliage fragrant fresh fruit garden glow golden grace grass green grow happy heart heaven ILLUSTRATION OF PLATE innocent Laurustinus leaves light lilac lily lips Marygold MOORE moss Myrtilus myrtle nature night o'er odour ORDER-Monagynia perfume pericarp petals Pink pistils plant pleasure poet poppies pride primrose pure purple Purple Clover rays Rest-Harrow rich root rose seeds sentiments shade shrub sigh sleep smile snow soft sorrow soul species Spiked Speedwell spring Squirting Cucumber stamens star stem sweet tears teints tender thee thine thorns tree tulip Venus's Looking-Glass verdure vervain violet waves Wax-Plant wild Willow-Herb wings wood-sorrel yellow young youth
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Page 202 - And when the child was grown, it fell on a day that he went out to his father to the reapers. And he said unto his father, My head, my head. And he said to a lad, Carry him to his mother. And when he had taken him, and brought him to his mother, he sat on her knees till noon, and then died.
Page 60 - Alas! — how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love! Hearts that the world in vain had tried And sorrow but more closely tied; That stood the storm when waves were rough Yet in a sunny hour fall off, Like ships that have gone down at sea When heaven was all tranquillity!
Page 211 - No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close ; As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turned when he rose.
Page 107 - Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! how lovely! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings that fear their subjects
Page 154 - For they that led us away captive, required of us then a song, and melody in our heaviness : Sing us one of the songs of Sion. 4 How shall we sing the LORD'S song in a strange land?
Page 143 - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Page 164 - Let Fate do her worst ; there are relics of joy, Bright dreams of the past, which she cannot destroy ; Which come in the night-time of sorrow and care, And bring back the features that joy used to wear.
Page 190 - O virgin Queen of Spring ! Shalt, from thy dark and lowly bed, Bursting thy green sheath's silken string, Unveil thy charms, and perfume shed; Unfold thy robes of purest white, Unsullied from their darksome grave ; And thy soft petals' silvery light, In the mild breeze unfettered wave.
Page 234 - ... burial, and we shall perceive the distance to be very great and very strange. But so have I seen a rose newly springing from the clefts of its hood, and, at first, it was fair as the morning, and full with the dew of heaven, as a lamb's fleece ; but when a ruder breath had forced open its virgin modesty, and dismantled its too youthful and unripe retirements, it began to put on darkness, and to decline to softness and the symptoms of a sickly age ; it bowed the head, and broke its stalk, and,...
Page 231 - Oh! too convincing — dangerously dear — In woman's eye the unanswerable tear ! That weapon of her weakness she can wield, To save, subdue — at once her spear and shield: Avoid it — Virtue ebbs and Wisdom errs, Too fondly gazing on that grief of hers ! What lost a world, and hade a hero fly ? The timid tear in Cleopatra's eye.