First steps to the British flora, by the author of 'Wild flowers and their teachings'.

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Page 47 - O, mickle is the powerful grace that lies In herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities: For nought so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give...
Page xii - God made the flowers to beautify The earth, and cheer man's careful mood ; And he is happiest who has power To gather wisdom from a flower, And wake his heart in every hour To pleasant gratitude.
Page 37 - Ere a leaf is on a bush, In the time before the thrush Has a thought about her nest, Thou wilt come with half a call, Spreading out thy glossy breast Like a careless Prodigal ; Telling tales about the sun When we've little warmth or none.
Page 48 - In human works, though labour'd on with pain, A thousand movements scarce one purpose gain; In God's, one single can its end produce; Yet serves to second too, some other use.
Page 20 - Which strike ev'n eyes incurious ; but each moss, Each shell, each crawling insect, holds a rank, Important in the plan of Him who framed This scale of beings; holds a rank which lost Would break the chain, and leave behind a gap Which nature's self would rue.
Page 101 - There is a lesson in each flower, A story in each stream and bower ; On every herb on which you tread Are written words which, rightly read, Will lead you from earth's fragrant sod To hope, and holiness, and God.
Page 42 - mid a grove Of yet unfaded trees she lifts her head Decked with autumnal berries, that outshine Spring's richest blossoms...
Page 29 - YE field flowers ! the gardens eclipse you, 'tis true, Yet, wildings of Nature, I dote upon you, For ye waft me to summers of old. When the earth teem'd around me with fairy delight. And when daisies and buttercups gladden'd my sight, Like treasures of silver and gold.
Page 67 - How many plants, we call them Weeds, Against our wishes grow, And scatter wide their various seeds With all the winds that blow.
Page 46 - Rising in fearless grace with every swell, Thou seem'st as if a spirit meekly brave Dwelt in thy cell : Lifting alike thy head Of placid beauty, feminine yet free, Whether with foam or pictured azure spread The waters be. What is like thee, fair flower, The gentle and the firm? thus bearing up To the blue sky that alabaster cup, As to the shower?

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