The Language of Flowers, Or, Floral Emblems of Thoughts, Feelings, and SentimentsG. Routledge and sons, 1869 - 223 sider |
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... regarded as the emblem of genius , for if any obstacle opposes the growth of the Acan- thus , we see that it yields , and , turning aside its forces , vegetates anew with fresh vigour ; so genius raises itself and grows by the very ...
... regarded as the emblem of genius , for if any obstacle opposes the growth of the Acan- thus , we see that it yields , and , turning aside its forces , vegetates anew with fresh vigour ; so genius raises itself and grows by the very ...
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... regarded as the emblem of Gratitude . THE COMMON ALMOND ( Amygdalus communis ) . THOUGHTLESSNESS . " The hope , in dreams , of a happier hour That alights on misery's brow , Springs out of the silvery almond flower , That blooms on a ...
... regarded as the emblem of Gratitude . THE COMMON ALMOND ( Amygdalus communis ) . THOUGHTLESSNESS . " The hope , in dreams , of a happier hour That alights on misery's brow , Springs out of the silvery almond flower , That blooms on a ...
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... regarded as a panacea for " the thou- sand ills that flesh is heir to . " We not unfrequently employ the word balm in a moral and figurative sense , when we mean anything which we deem likely to temper grief and soothe the afflicted . A ...
... regarded as a panacea for " the thou- sand ills that flesh is heir to . " We not unfrequently employ the word balm in a moral and figurative sense , when we mean anything which we deem likely to temper grief and soothe the afflicted . A ...
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... regarded for its abundant mast , which in days of yore fattened deer and swine . Beech - nuts yield a sweet oil , which the French peasantry not unwillingly mingle with their diet . THE BERBERRY ( Berberis vulgaris ) .— TARTNESS ...
... regarded for its abundant mast , which in days of yore fattened deer and swine . Beech - nuts yield a sweet oil , which the French peasantry not unwillingly mingle with their diet . THE BERBERRY ( Berberis vulgaris ) .— TARTNESS ...
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... regarded as the mother of Virtue , the daughter of Time , —since time only in many cases brings truth to light , and queen of the world , because in the end it must have full sway . The facts revealed when the truth is known may produce ...
... regarded as the mother of Virtue , the daughter of Time , —since time only in many cases brings truth to light , and queen of the world , because in the end it must have full sway . The facts revealed when the truth is known may produce ...
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Acanthus admired adorned agreeable Agrimony Almond Amaranth ancients ANEMONE appearance bear beauty BLACK POPLAR bloom blossoms blue border bower branches breath bright buds called Callimachus charms colour CORN POPPY covered Crocus crown cultivated Daisies decoration delicious delight Demophon DITTANY DOG ROSE earth fair fancy favourite Fern Field Flowers floral foliage fragrance fresh fruit garden gentle genus Godalming golden grace grass green grows GUELDER ROSE happiness Hawthorn heart indigenous Language of Flowers leaves light Lily lover meadows mind Miss Twamley Mistletoe MOSS ROSE Myrtle Narcissus native nature o'er odour ornamental pale perfume periwinkle petals plant pleasant pleasing pleasure poets POLIANTHES pretty purple regarded resemblance rich roots Rose says season seeds seems shade shrub Snowdrop sorrow speaks species Spring stem SUCCORY sweet thee thorns thou thought tree VENUS'S LOOKING-GLASS verdure Wall-flower whence wild winter Wordsworth yellow young youth
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Side 11 - The eternal regions. Lowly reverent Towards either throne they bow, and to the ground 350 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 And flowers aloft, shading the Fount of Life, And where the River of Bliss through midst of Heaven Rolls o'er Elysian flowers her amber stream.
Side 17 - 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.
Side 102 - What makes the youth sae bashfu' an' sae grave: Weel pleased to think her bairn's respected like the lave. O happy love! where love like this is found! O heartfelt raptures! bliss beyond compare! I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare: — If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the...
Side 161 - 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.
Side 181 - 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...
Side 22 - 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.
Side 71 - Tis Flora's page: — In every place, In every season, fresh and fair, It opens with perennial grace, And blossoms everywhere. On waste and woodland, rock and plain, Its humble buds unheeded rise; The Rose has but a summer reign, — The Daisy never dies.
Side 57 - O gentle Sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down. And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Side 181 - But the Sensitive Plant which could give small fruit Of the love which it felt from the leaf to the root, Received more than all, it loved more than ever, Where none wanted but it, could belong to the giver...
Side 38 - And now, to issue from the glen, No pathway meets the wanderer's ken, Unless he climb, with footing nice, A far projecting precipice. The broom's tough roots his ladder made, The hazel saplings lent their aid...