Flora's Lexicon: An Interpretation of the Language and Sentiment of Flowers: with an Outline of Botany, and a Poetical IntroductionHooker and Claxton, 1839 - 252 Seiten 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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... POLYGYNIA . Adonis was killed , while hunting , by a boar . Venus , who , for his sake , had relinquished the joys of Cythera , shed tears for the fate of her favourite . They were not lost ; the earth received them , and immediately ...
... POLYGYNIA . Adonis was killed , while hunting , by a boar . Venus , who , for his sake , had relinquished the joys of Cythera , shed tears for the fate of her favourite . They were not lost ; the earth received them , and immediately ...
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... POLYGYNIA . Anemone was a nymph beloved by Zephyr . Flora , being jealous , banished her from her court , and changed her into a flower , which al- ways opens at the return of spring . Zephyr had abandoned this unfortunate beauty to the ...
... POLYGYNIA . Anemone was a nymph beloved by Zephyr . Flora , being jealous , banished her from her court , and changed her into a flower , which al- ways opens at the return of spring . Zephyr had abandoned this unfortunate beauty to the ...
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... POLYGYNIA . This plant contains many virulent qualities , which are said to affect cattle , especially sheep , and particularly the root , which has the property of inflaming and blistering the skin . Shakspeare mentions it as the ...
... POLYGYNIA . This plant contains many virulent qualities , which are said to affect cattle , especially sheep , and particularly the root , which has the property of inflaming and blistering the skin . Shakspeare mentions it as the ...
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... POLYGYNIA . The eglan- tine , or wild briar rose , more commonly call- ed sweet briar , has ever been considered the poet's flower . It is not loved for its fair de- licate blossoms only ; but its fragrant leaves , which perfume the ...
... POLYGYNIA . The eglan- tine , or wild briar rose , more commonly call- ed sweet briar , has ever been considered the poet's flower . It is not loved for its fair de- licate blossoms only ; but its fragrant leaves , which perfume the ...
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... POLYGYNIA . This is a splendid evergreen tree , rising , in its native country , to sixty feet or more , but with us scarcely exceeding thirty or forty feet . The leaves grow from eight inches to one foot long , in form not unlike those ...
... POLYGYNIA . This is a splendid evergreen tree , rising , in its native country , to sixty feet or more , but with us scarcely exceeding thirty or forty feet . The leaves grow from eight inches to one foot long , in form not unlike those ...
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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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Seite 105 - Where throngs of knights and barons bold In weeds of peace high triumphs hold, With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Seite 223 - I care not, Fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve...
Seite 35 - Would he were fatter : — but I fear him not : Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men...
Seite 117 - Yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems And in herself complete, so well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say, Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best.
Seite 120 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Seite 226 - Seems, madam ! nay, it is ; I know not ' seems.' 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black...
Seite 213 - Have you the heart? When your head did but ache, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had ; a princess wrought it me,) And I did never ask it you again ; And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you ? and, Where lies your grief?
Seite 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...
Seite 223 - Thy spirit, Independence, let me share; Lord of the lion-heart, and eagle-eye! Thy steps I follow with my bosom bare, Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky!
Seite 152 - SWEET Teviot! on thy silver tide The glaring bale-fires blaze no more; No longer steel-clad warriors ride Along thy wild and willow'd shore; Where'er thou wind'st, by dale or hill, All, all is peaceful, all is still. As if thy waves, since Time was born. Since first they roll'dupon the Tweed, Had only heard the shepherd's reed, Nor started at the bugle-horn.