Flora's Lexicon: An Interpretation of the Language and Sentiment of Flowers: with an Outline of Botany, and a Poetical IntroductionHooker and Claxton, 1839 - Всего страниц: 252 The entries in this volume use short explanations and poetry to provide interpretations of the meanings traditionally associated with each flower represented. |
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... earliest at the call of spring , Among the green - clad trees , Whispers of Indiscretion's fate , Trusting too soon - convinced too late . The Wall Flower clinging cheerfully , Amid decaying bloom , INTRODUCTORY VERSES . 7 THE ...
... earliest at the call of spring , Among the green - clad trees , Whispers of Indiscretion's fate , Trusting too soon - convinced too late . The Wall Flower clinging cheerfully , Amid decaying bloom , INTRODUCTORY VERSES . 7 THE ...
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... spring's balmy gale , Return of Happiness . While blooming on some favour'd spot , We trust to thee , Forget - me - not . And quivering to the lightest wind That fans the summer flower , The Aspen's tender leaves we find , Shrinking ...
... spring's balmy gale , Return of Happiness . While blooming on some favour'd spot , We trust to thee , Forget - me - not . And quivering to the lightest wind That fans the summer flower , The Aspen's tender leaves we find , Shrinking ...
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... Springs out of the silvery almond - flower , That blooms on a leafless bough . In ancient times , the abundance of blossom on this tr considered as the promise of a fruitful season . LOE . Class 6 , HEXANDRIA . Order : Mo-. 16 FLORA'S ...
... Springs out of the silvery almond - flower , That blooms on a leafless bough . In ancient times , the abundance of blossom on this tr considered as the promise of a fruitful season . LOE . Class 6 , HEXANDRIA . Order : Mo-. 16 FLORA'S ...
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... springs from the centre of a ro- sette of large leaves couched on the earth . In April it is crowned with twelve ... spring . " YOU ARE MY DIVINITY . At such an hour , thine image , brought By Memory to the passive eye , Would blend ...
... springs from the centre of a ro- sette of large leaves couched on the earth . In April it is crowned with twelve ... spring . " YOU ARE MY DIVINITY . At such an hour , thine image , brought By Memory to the passive eye , Would blend ...
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... spring : soft spring , with breath Favonian , from warm chambers of the south , Recalls the first . All , to re - flourish , fades ; As in a wheel , all sinks , to reascend . Emblems of man , who passes , not expires . Immortality o ...
... spring : soft spring , with breath Favonian , from warm chambers of the south , Recalls the first . All , to re - flourish , fades ; As in a wheel , all sinks , to reascend . Emblems of man , who passes , not expires . Immortality o ...
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ancient ANDRIA ANON beautiful bloom blossoms blush bosom bough bower branches breast breath bright brow buds BYRON called calyx caudex charms cheer Class 19 Class 21 colour common corolla crown Cryptogamia Cuckoo Flower DECANDRIA Demophoon DIADELPHIA DIANDRIA DIGYNIA doth DRIA DRYDEN earth emblem eyes fair favourite Flowering Rush flowers fragrance fruit garden gaze GENESIA gentle genus grace green grows happiness hath heart heaven HEXANDRIA hope hour ICOSANDRIA leaf leaves light look Mezereon mind Monogynia 1 pistil moss rose native ne'er never nymph o'er OCTANDRIA odour Order Monogynia ornament parterre PENTAN PENTANDRIA perfume petals plant POLYANDRIA POLYGAMIA POLYGYNIA purple rich rose seeds shade SHAKSPEARE shine smile soft sorrow soul species SPENSER spirit spring stamens stem summer SUPERFLUA sweet SYNGENESIA tears thee thine thou thought tree TRIANDRIA Trigynia TWAMLEY wild wind wings wood
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Стр. 206 - For honour travels in a strait so narrow, Where one but goes abreast: keep then the path; For emulation hath a thousand sons That one by one pursue: if you give way, Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, Like to an enter'd tide they all rush by And leave you hindmost...
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