Favourite field flowers; or, Wild flowers of England popularly described1848 |
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... PANSY PAGE 97 127 135 13 174 182 92 71 6 109 1 69 153 161 ཁ 8 182 · 43 185 87 117 · 187 29 17 102 THE WILD STRAWBERRY THE WOOD ANEMONE THE WOOD CROW - FOOT THE YELLOW BALSAM LIST OF PLATES . THE FLOWERS WERE DRAWN ( CHIEFLY viii CONTENTS .
... PANSY PAGE 97 127 135 13 174 182 92 71 6 109 1 69 153 161 ཁ 8 182 · 43 185 87 117 · 187 29 17 102 THE WILD STRAWBERRY THE WOOD ANEMONE THE WOOD CROW - FOOT THE YELLOW BALSAM LIST OF PLATES . THE FLOWERS WERE DRAWN ( CHIEFLY viii CONTENTS .
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... Pansy ( Viola tricolor ) ...... Purple and Yellow . The Clove Pink ( Dianthus caryophyllus ) .. The Periwinkle ( Vinca minor ) ............ .. Pink . Purple . PLATE IX . • X. XI . The Saffron Crocus X LIST OF PLATES .
... Pansy ( Viola tricolor ) ...... Purple and Yellow . The Clove Pink ( Dianthus caryophyllus ) .. The Periwinkle ( Vinca minor ) ............ .. Pink . Purple . PLATE IX . • X. XI . The Saffron Crocus X LIST OF PLATES .
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... comparatively diminutive flowers , and add to these the constancy of the assumed specific characters to the two , we can hardly join in this conclusion . THE WILD PANSY . Immense Creator ! Whose all powerful 116 FAVOURITE FIELD FLOWERS .
... comparatively diminutive flowers , and add to these the constancy of the assumed specific characters to the two , we can hardly join in this conclusion . THE WILD PANSY . Immense Creator ! Whose all powerful 116 FAVOURITE FIELD FLOWERS .
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... Pansy , the tri - coloured violet of our culti- vated lands , claims from us a large share of our admira- tion . As we roam through clover fields , we detect its pretty yellow , white , and purple petals , standing out from the mass of ...
... Pansy , the tri - coloured violet of our culti- vated lands , claims from us a large share of our admira- tion . As we roam through clover fields , we detect its pretty yellow , white , and purple petals , standing out from the mass of ...
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... Pansy is evidently derived from the phrase " Pensez a moi ; " in Hamlet , Shakspeare makes Ophelia say , Pray you love , remember , There's pansies , that's for thoughts . And another poet asks , Are not pansies emblems meet 118 ...
... Pansy is evidently derived from the phrase " Pensez a moi ; " in Hamlet , Shakspeare makes Ophelia say , Pray you love , remember , There's pansies , that's for thoughts . And another poet asks , Are not pansies emblems meet 118 ...
Términos y frases comunes
abundance Adonis Anemone banks beautiful beneath Bindweed bloom blossoms blue bower branches breath bright buds Buttercup called calyx Celandine Cinquefoil colour common corolla Cowslip creeping Crocus Crowfoot cultivated Daffodil Daisy delight Dutch earth egg-shaped elegant fair fancy favourite fields flowers grow footstalks Forget-me-not Foxglove fragrance Furze garden Gentian golden Grape Hyacinth green Harebell hedges Hyacinth indigenous Ital leaves Lesser Celandine Lily Linnæan class Pentandria Linnæan system lobes meadows Mezereon moist month Mouse-ear Hawkweed Musk Mallow Natural order Natural system numerous o'er Orchis order Monogynia pale Pansy pastures Periwinkle petals Pimpernel pink plant poet Port pretty primrose purple Ranunculacea Red Valerian rich root rose round Russ Saffron scarlet Scarlet Pimpernel season shade shady shining slender Snap-dragon Snowdrop soil species spot spreading spring Spring Gentian stem stream sweet thee thou Violet wall-flower weeds whence wild flowers woods yellow yellow pimpernel
Pasajes populares
Página 73 - Nevertheless, he left not himself without witness, in that he did good, and gave us rain from heaven, and fruitful seasons, filling our hearts with food and gladness.
Página 35 - Thrice welcome, darling of the spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird : but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery. The same whom in my schoolboy days I listened to ; that cry Which made me look a thousand ways In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green ; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen. And I can listen to thee yet ; Can lie upon the plain And listen, till I do beget That golden time again.
Página 34 - Cuckoo ! shall I call thee Bird, Or but a wandering Voice? While I am lying on the grass Thy twofold shout I hear; From hill to hill it seems to pass At once far off, and near.
Página 62 - THERE is a flower, a little flower, With silver crest and golden eye, That welcomes every changing hour, And weathers every sky. The prouder beauties of the field In gay but quick succession shine, Race after race their honours yield, They flourish and decline. But this small flower, to Nature dear, While moons and stars their courses run, Wreathes the whole circle of the year, Companion of the Sun.
Página 14 - 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 azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Página 124 - And of birchen glades breathing their balm, While the deer was seen glancing in sunshine remote, And the deep mellow crush of the wood-pigeon's note Made music that sweetened the calm. Not a pastoral song has a pleasanter tune Than ye speak to my heart, little wildings of June : Of old ruinous castles ye tell, Where I thought it delightful your beauties to find, When the magic of Nature first breathed on my mind, And your blossoms were part of her spell.
Página 120 - At a fair vestal, throned by the west; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts: But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon; And the imperial vot'ress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Página 23 - Tis the early April lark, Or the rooks, with busy caw, Foraging for sticks and straw.
Página 109 - The man who proceeds in it with steadiness and resolution, will in a little time find that ' her ways are ways of pleasantness, and that all her paths are peace.
Página 121 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it Love-in-idleness.