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 RoomsLucy Hooper |
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... colours run , and while they break On the charm'd eye , the exulting florist marks , With secret pride , the wonders of his hand . No gradual bloom is wanting , from the bud First - born of spring , to summer's musky tribes ; Nor ...
... colours run , and while they break On the charm'd eye , the exulting florist marks , With secret pride , the wonders of his hand . No gradual bloom is wanting , from the bud First - born of spring , to summer's musky tribes ; Nor ...
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... colours spread , And gave thy body mind , the first - born's right , By which thy flight may cleave The starry pole , and leave Thy younger mates below in death's unbroken night . GARDEN THOUGHTS . MONTGOMERY . Written on occasion of a ...
... colours spread , And gave thy body mind , the first - born's right , By which thy flight may cleave The starry pole , and leave Thy younger mates below in death's unbroken night . GARDEN THOUGHTS . MONTGOMERY . Written on occasion of a ...
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... colours dyed . MICKLE . THE flowery May , who from her green lap throws The yellow Cowslip and the pale Primrose . WHERE the bee sucks , there lurk I ; In a Cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry . TEMPEST . MILTON ...
... colours dyed . MICKLE . THE flowery May , who from her green lap throws The yellow Cowslip and the pale Primrose . WHERE the bee sucks , there lurk I ; In a Cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry . TEMPEST . MILTON ...
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... colours dyed . MICKLE . THE flowery May , who from her green lap throws The yellow Cowslip and the pale Primrose . WHERE the bee sucks , there lurk I ; In a Cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry . WHILST from off the ...
... colours dyed . MICKLE . THE flowery May , who from her green lap throws The yellow Cowslip and the pale Primrose . WHERE the bee sucks , there lurk I ; In a Cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry . WHILST from off the ...
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... colour , though most commonly a deep purple : it is sometimes of a pale purple , sometimes of a red purple , flesh - coloured , or quite white ; but it is always delightfully fragrant . The growth of the Sweet Violet is not confined to ...
... colour , though most commonly a deep purple : it is sometimes of a pale purple , sometimes of a red purple , flesh - coloured , or quite white ; but it is always delightfully fragrant . The growth of the Sweet Violet is not confined to ...
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acanthus Amaranth amid Anemone ANON beauty bell bloom blossoms blue blushing bower breast breath breeze bright Bring flowers brow buds calyx Cereus charms cheek cheer colour Cowslip Crocus crown Daisy delight Digynia droop earth emblem fade fair floral fragrance fruit gale garden Garden Chervil gentle glory glow grace green Harebell hath Hawthorn heart heaven Heliotrope hour Hyacinth Iceland Moss leaves light Lily Love Marigold MEZEREON Mock Orange modest Monogynia morning Moss myrtle Nature's ne'er o'er Orchis pale parterre Passion-Flower pensive Pentandria perfume petals Pink pistils plant poppies pride primrose purple Purple Clover rich Rose round Scarlet shade shine shower sleep smile Snow-drop sorrow Spiked Speedwell spring Squirting Cucumber stamens summer's Sun-flower Sweet Flag Sweet flower Sweet Violet tears thee thine thou art Tree Triandria Tulip twine vervain Violet Wall-flower White wild Willow wing winter yellow youth
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Page 219 - 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...
Page 218 - 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 189 - 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 220 - 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 ? 'Twas pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth, And lose you quite. But you are lovely leaves, where we May read how soon things have Their end, though ne'er so brave : And after they have shown their pride Like you, awhile, they glide Into...
Page 151 - 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 ; but soon for man's offence To Heaven removed, where first it grew, there grows.
Page 85 - When beechen buds begin to swell, And woods the blue-bird's warble know, The yellow violet's modest bell Peeps from the last year's leaves below. Ere russet fields their green resume, Sweet flower, I love, in forest bare, To meet thee, when thy faint perfume Alone is in the virgin air. Of all her train, the hands of Spring First plant thee in the watery mould, 10 And I have seen thee blossoming Beside the snow-bank's edges cold.
Page 77 - Sweet flower ! for by that name at last, When all my reveries are past, I call thee, and to that cleave fast, Sweet silent creature ! That breath'st with me in sun and air, Do thou, as thou art wont, repair My heart with gladness, and a share Of thy meek nature ! TO THE SAME FLOWER.
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 86 - Oft, in the sunless April day, Thy early smile has stayed my walk ; But midst the gorgeous blooms of May, I passed thee on thy humble stalk. So they, who climb to wealth, forget The friends in darker fortunes tried. I copied them — but I regret That I should ape the ways of pride.
Page 194 - Below a circling fence, its leaves are seen Wrinkled and keen ; No grazing cattle, through their prickly round, Can reach to wound ; But as they grow where nothing is to fear, Smooth and unarmed the pointless leaves appear.