The lady's book of flowers and poetry: to which are added a botanical introduction, a complete floral dictionary and a chapter on plants in rooms
Derby & Jackson, 1860 - Flower language - 275 pages
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Acanthus Amaranth amid Anemone ANON autumn beauty blast bloom blossoms blows blue blushing bower breast breath breeze bright Bring flowers buds calyx charms cheer colours Cowslip Crocus crown Daisy delight doth dreams drooping earth emblem fade fair fragrant fruit gale garden Garden Chervil gentle glowing golden grace green Harebell hath heart heaven Heliotrope hope hour Hyacinth Iceland Moss leaves light Lily lone Marigold Mezereon Mock Orange modest Monogynia morning moss Nature's ne'er night o'er Orchis pale parterre Passion-flower pensive perfume petals pistils plant Poppy pride primrose purple Purple Clover rich Rose round shade shed shine shower sleep smile Snow-drop soft sorrow soul Spiked Speedwell spring Squirting Cucumber stamens stars summer's Sun-flower Sweet Violet tears tender thee thine thou art thought Tree Triandria Tulip vervain Wall-flower White White Poppy wild Willow wing winter yellow youth
Page 220 - 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 220 - And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home ; When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more.
Page 191 - All things to man's delightful use : the roof Of thickest covert was inwoven shade, Laurel and myrtle, and what higher grew Of firm and fragrant leaf; on either side Acanthus, and each odorous bushy shrub, Fenced up the verdant wall ; each beauteous flower, Iris all hues, roses, and jessamine, Rear'd high their flourish'd heads between, and wrought Mosaic ; under foot the violet, Crocus, and hyacinth, with rich inlay Broider'd the ground, more colour'd than with stone Of costliest emblem: other creature...
Page 221 - To BLOSSOMS FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile, And go at last. What, were ye born to be An hour or half's delight, And so to bid good-night?
Page 153 - The eternal regions : lowly reverent Towards either throne they bow, and to the ground, With solemn adoration, down they cast Their crowns, inwove with amarant and gold ; Immortal amarant, a flower which once In Paradise, fast by the tree of life, Began to bloom...
Page 81 - DUKE'S PALACE. [Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.] DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Page 76 - A little Cyclops, with one eye Staring to threaten and defy, That thought comes next— and instantly The freak is over, The shape will vanish, and behold ! A silver shield with boss of gold That spreads itself, some fairy bold In fight to cover.
Page 37 - Along these blushing borders bright with dew, And in yon mingled wilderness of flowers, Fair-handed Spring unbosoms every grace — Throws out the snow-drop and the crocus first...
Page 65 - Nor felt th' unkind Breath of a blasting wind, Nor are ye worn with years ; Or warp'd as we, Who think it strange to see, Such pretty flowers, like to orphans young, To speak by tears, before ye have a tongue. Speak...
Page 77 - mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, "When upward-springing, blythe, to greet, The purpling east. Cauld blew the bitter-biting north Upon thy early, humble birth ; Yet cheerfully thou glinted forth Amid the storm, Scarce rear'd above the parent earth Thy tender form. The flaunting flowers our gardens yield, High shelt'ring woods and wa's maun shield ; But thou, beneath the random bield O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field Unseen, alane.