Bards and blossoms; or, The poetry, history, and associations of flowersMarcus Ward & Company, 1877 - 232 páginas |
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Bards and Blossoms; Or, The Poetry, History, and Association of Flowers Frederick Edward Hulme Visualização integral - 1877 |
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Palavras e frases frequentes
amongst anemone Anglo-Saxon appear beauty Ben Jonson beneath bird bloom blossoms blue borage botanical name boughs bower breath bright buds called charm Christmas colour Cowper cowslip crimson daffodil daisy deck delight derived doth dwell earth eglantine Egyptian lotus emblem English eyebright fair favourite feeling floral flowers foliage following lines forget-me-not foxglove fragrant fruit furze garden glory golden gorse grace Greek words green ground grow growth guelder rose hath hawthorn heart herb holly holy honour leaf leaves lily Lord lowly marsh marigold midst Milton mistletoe nature o'er Osmund pale plant poems poetic poets praise primrose purple referred rose rosemary scorpion season seen shade Shakspere shamrock snowdrop species Spenser spring summer sweet symbol Taxus baccata tender thee things Thomson thorn thou thought tree unto violet wallflower water-lily wild wind-flowers wood Wordsworth writes yellow
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Página 85 - Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loosed 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 watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Página 98 - I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be; But thou thereon didst only breathe And sent'st it back to me; Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself but thee!
Página 170 - Praise ye him, sun and moon : praise him, all ye stars of light. Praise him, ye heavens of heavens : and ye waters that be above the heavens. Let them praise the name of the LORD : for ;lie commanded, and they were created.
Página 26 - Thou crownest the year with thy goodness; and thy paths drop fatness. They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness: and the little hills rejoice on every side. The pastures are clothed with flocks; the valleys also are covered over with corn; they shout for joy, they also sing.
Página 166 - When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee: when thou walkest through the fire, thou shalt not be burned; neither shall the flame kindle upon thee. For I am the Lord thy God, the Holy One of Israel, thy Saviour: I gave Egypt for thy ransom, Ethiopia and Seba for thee.
Página 31 - He looks abroad into the varied field Of nature, and, though poor perhaps compared With those whose mansions glitter in his sight, Calls the delightful scenery all his own. His are the mountains, and the valleys his, And the resplendent rivers. His to enjoy With a propriety that none can feel, But who, with filial confidence inspired, Can lift to Heaven an unpresumptuous eye, And smiling say —
Página 166 - Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat, and the body than raiment?
Página 26 - All thy works shall praise thee, O Lord ; and thy saints shall bless thee. They shall speak of the glory of thy kingdom, and talk of thy power ; To make known to the sons of men his mighty acts, and the glorious majesty of his kingdom.
Página 45 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Página 183 - When ye reap the harvest of your land, thou shalt not wholly reap the corners of thy field, neither shalt thou gather the gleanings of thy harvest. And thou shalt not glean thy vineyard, neither shalt thou gather any grapes of thy vineyard ; thou shalt leave them for the poor and stranger...