Floricultural Cabinet and Florists' Magazine. ...

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Whitaker and Company, Ave Maria Lane., 1856 - Horticulture
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Page 147 - With first approach of light, we must be risen, And at our pleasant labour to reform Yon flowery arbours, yonder alleys green, Our walk at noon, with branches overgrown, That mock our scant manuring, and require More hands than ours to lop their wanton growth: Those blossoms also, and those dropping gums, That lie bestrewn, unsightly and unsmooth, Ask riddance, if we mean to tread with ease; Meanwhile, as nature wills, night bids us rest.
Page 27 - THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers...
Page 88 - The heat of the glass of a hot-house at night does not probably exceed the mean of the external and internal air, and taking these at 80 and 40, 20 of dryness are kept up in the interior; or a degree of saturation not exceeding 528. To this, in a clear night, we may add at least 6 for the effects of radiation, to which the glass is particularly exposed, which would reduce the saturation to 434, and this is a degree of drought which must be nearly destructive. It will be allowed that the case...
Page 25 - Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in their graves, the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie, but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again.
Page 22 - I SAW old Autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like Silence, listening To silence, for no lonely bird would sing Into his hollow ear from woods forlorn, Nor lowly hedge nor solitary thorn ; — Shaking his languid locks all dewy bright With tangled gossamer that fell by night, Pearling his coronet of golden corn.
Page 78 - The longitudinal fibres extend in curved lines along its entire length, and are united by threadlike fibres or veins, crossing them at right angles from side to side, at a short distance from each other. The whole leaf looks as if composed of fine tendrils, wrought after a most regular pattern, so as to resemble a piece of bright green lace or open needlework.
Page 169 - SPAKE full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine. Stars they are, wherein we read our history, As astrologers and seers of eld; Yet not wrapped about with awful mystery, Like the burning stars, which they beheld.
Page 87 - ... degrees, but the degree of saturation will remain nearly the same, and a copious dew will quickly form upon the glass, and will shortly run down in streams. A process of distillation is thus established, which prevents the vapour from attaining the full elasticity of the temperature. This...
Page 159 - Whose hope shall be cut off, And whose trust shall be a spider's web. He shall lean upon his house, but it shall not stand; He shall hold it fast, but it shall not endure.
Page 214 - We hang delicate blossoms on the silken ringlets of the young bride, and strew her path with the fragrant bells, when she leaves the church. We place them around the marble face of the dead in the narrow coffin, and they become symbols of our affections — pleasures remembered and hopes faded, wishes flown, and scenes cherished the more that they can never return. Still we look to the far-off...

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