The Language and Poetry of Flowers, Issue 272 |
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Affection American appear Balm beauty bells beneath bloom blossoms blue blush bower branches breath bright buds called CHAPTER charms Cheerfulness Cherry China Common Cowslip Crocus crown Daisy Death deep delight earth fair fairy feel Field flower Forget fragrant fresh Friendship Garden gentle Geranium Glory gold golden grace Grass grave green ground grow hand happy head heart heaven Holly Hope hour Indian Jasmine leaf leaves light Lily looks loveliness Marigold meeting Miss modest morning Moss Mourning never o'er once pale Pear Pink Plant Pleasure poet pride Primrose Pure purple rich Rose says Scarlet Sensitive smile speaks Spring star summer sweet tells thee Thorn thou thought Tree Violet Water Weeping White wild Willow wind Wood Wordsworth Yellow young youth
Popular passages
Page 87 - And purple all the ground with vernal flowers. Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy...
Page 92 - The door I opened to my heavenly guest, And listened, for I thought I heard God's voice ; And, knowing whatsoe'er he sent was best, Dared neither to lament nor to rejoice. Then with a smile, that filled the house with light, "My errand is not Death, but Life," he said; And ere I answered, passing out of sight, On his celestial embassy he sped.
Page 8 - TO DAFFODILS FAIR Daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon : As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song ; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along.
Page 95 - 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.
Page 129 - What first inspired a bard of old to sing Narcissus pining o'er the untainted spring? In some delicious ramble, he had found A little space, with boughs all woven round ; And in the midst of all, a clearer pool Than e'er reflected in its pleasant cool, The blue sky here, and there, serenely peeping Through tendril wreaths fantastically creeping.
Page 139 - Whilst the lagging hours of the day went by Like windless clouds o'er a tender sky. And when evening descended from heaven above, And the Earth was all rest, and the air was all love, And delight, tho...
Page 137 - But none ever trembled and panted with bliss In the garden, the field, or the wilderness, Like a doe in the noontide with love's sweet want, As the companionless sensitive plant...
Page 143 - DOWN in a green and shady bed, A modest violet grew, Its stalk was bent, it hung its head, As if to hide from view.
Page 94 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Page 89 - 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, Reared high their flourished heads between, and wrought Mosaic ; underfoot the violet, Crocus, and hyacinth, with rich inlay Broidered the ground, more coloured than with stone Of costliest emblem...