Flowers; their moral, language, and poetry, ed. by H.G. AdamsHenry Gardiner Adams 1844 |
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Pagina 30
... Garden's guest , So pure and lovely was His transient tomb ! And He , whose brow the Wreath of Thorns had prest , Not only bore for us Death's cruel doom , But won the thornless Crown of amaranthine bloom ! SONNET , From " Thoughts ...
... Garden's guest , So pure and lovely was His transient tomb ! And He , whose brow the Wreath of Thorns had prest , Not only bore for us Death's cruel doom , But won the thornless Crown of amaranthine bloom ! SONNET , From " Thoughts ...
Pagina 43
... garden ? It is , and none that have ever truly listened to their eloquent preaching , have turned away unimproved and uninstructed , for : - " From the first bud , whose verdant head The winter's lingering tempest braves , To those ...
... garden ? It is , and none that have ever truly listened to their eloquent preaching , have turned away unimproved and uninstructed , for : - " From the first bud , whose verdant head The winter's lingering tempest braves , To those ...
Pagina 44
... gardens * : ” - " Bowing adorers of the gale , Ye cowslips delicately pale , Upraise your loaded stems ; Unfold your cups in splendour , speak ! Who decked you with that ruddy streak , And gilt your golden gems ? Violets , sweet tenants ...
... gardens * : ” - " Bowing adorers of the gale , Ye cowslips delicately pale , Upraise your loaded stems ; Unfold your cups in splendour , speak ! Who decked you with that ruddy streak , And gilt your golden gems ? Violets , sweet tenants ...
Pagina 45
... garden drest , The Maker there , to teach the listening heart . " MRS . SIGOURNEY . " Flowers , " says MR . PHILLIPS , + " formed a principal feature in symbolical language , which is the most an- cient , as well as the most natural ...
... garden drest , The Maker there , to teach the listening heart . " MRS . SIGOURNEY . " Flowers , " says MR . PHILLIPS , + " formed a principal feature in symbolical language , which is the most an- cient , as well as the most natural ...
Pagina 46
... gardens , or the swarthy son of Egypt , who , kneeling by the mys- terious Nile , might have plucked the blossom of the bright nymphaea , and putting it to his lips , and turning to the earthly idol of his adoration , have said ...
... gardens , or the swarthy son of Egypt , who , kneeling by the mys- terious Nile , might have plucked the blossom of the bright nymphaea , and putting it to his lips , and turning to the earthly idol of his adoration , have said ...
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adorn Almighty band beautiful bells bend beneath blessing bloom blossoms blue blush bosom bough bowers breath breeze bride bright Bring flowers brow buds CAROLINE BOWLES CHARLOTTE SMITH charm connecting space cowslips crown daisy dead deck delicate delight doth dream e'en earth EBENEZER ELLIOT ELIZA RENNIE Elves eyes fair fairest fairy fields floral fragrance fresh gale garden garlands gather gentle grace grass grave green grove grow hand harebells hath heart heaven holy hope hour Language of Flowers leaves light lily look love ye loveliness maiden mountain N. P. WILLIS nature nature's neath night nosegays o'er odours pale pale flowers perfume plants pleasant poet primrose purple queen rich rose says scent sighs singing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spring stream strew summer sweetest tears thee thou thought tomb trees vale violet wandering waving wild banks wild flowers woods
Populaire passages
Pagina 21 - I HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man.
Pagina 121 - I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows ; Quite over-canopied with lush woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...
Pagina 248 - SMALL service is true service while it lasts : Of humblest Friends, bright Creature ! scorn not one : The Daisy, by the shadow that it casts, Protects the lingering dew-drop from the Sun.
Pagina 85 - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man! How passing wonder He who made him such, Who centred in our make such strange extremes!
Pagina 229 - With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Pagina 132 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry, On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily: Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Pagina 47 - Thus there are two books from whence I collect my divinity ; besides that written one of God, another of His servant nature, that universal and public manuscript, that lies expansed unto the eyes of all...
Pagina 246 - All sadness but despair : now gentle gales, Fanning their odoriferous wings, dispense Native perfumes, and whisper whence they stole Those balmy spoils.
Pagina 238 - Thy footsteps to a slope of green access Where, like an infant's smile, over the dead, A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread. And gray walls moulder round, on which dull Time Feeds, like slow fire upon a hoary brand ; And one keen pyramid with wedge sublime, Pavilioning the dust of him who planned This refuge for his memory, doth stand Like flame transformed to marble ; and beneath, A field is spread, on which a newer band Have pitched in Heaven's smile their camp of death Welcoming...
Pagina 237 - Go thou to Rome, — at once the Paradise, The grave, the city, and the wilderness; And where its wrecks like shattered mountains rise, And flowering weeds, and fragrant copses dress The bones of Desolation's nakedness Pass, till the spirit of the spot shall lead Thy footsteps to a slope of green access Where, like an infant's smile, over the dead A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread...