The Language of Flowers: The Floral Offering: a Token of Affection and Esteem; Comprising the Language and Poetry of Flowers ...H.C. Peck & Theo. Bliss., 1852 - 300 psl. |
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... feel as if it were an angel met my sight . American Ladies ' Magazine . Could genius sink in dull decay , And wisdom cease to lend her ray ; Should all that I have worshipped change , Even this could not my heart estrange ; Thou still ...
... feel as if it were an angel met my sight . American Ladies ' Magazine . Could genius sink in dull decay , And wisdom cease to lend her ray ; Should all that I have worshipped change , Even this could not my heart estrange ; Thou still ...
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... feeling A Thought , the Heart's - Ease , and Forget - me - not . Barton . Daisy .... Innocence . Shakspeare speaks of the Daisy as the flower Whose white investments figure innocence ; and succeeding poets have generally used it as the ...
... feeling A Thought , the Heart's - Ease , and Forget - me - not . Barton . Daisy .... Innocence . Shakspeare speaks of the Daisy as the flower Whose white investments figure innocence ; and succeeding poets have generally used it as the ...
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... feel that my soul is delivered To pain , —it shall not be its slave . There is many a pang to pursue me : They may crush , but they shall not contemn ; They may torture , but shall not subdue me , — ' Tis of thee that I think , not of ...
... feel that my soul is delivered To pain , —it shall not be its slave . There is many a pang to pursue me : They may crush , but they shall not contemn ; They may torture , but shall not subdue me , — ' Tis of thee that I think , not of ...
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... feel , And lose a heaven for woman's love , — What marvel that a heart like mine Enraptured by thy charms should be ! Forget to bend at glory's shrine , And lose itself — ay , heaven — for thee ! Memorial . Fain would I speak the ...
... feel , And lose a heaven for woman's love , — What marvel that a heart like mine Enraptured by thy charms should be ! Forget to bend at glory's shrine , And lose itself — ay , heaven — for thee ! Memorial . Fain would I speak the ...
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... feel- ing a delight mingled with reverence . No flower looks more lovely than this " Lady of the Lake , " resting her crowned head on a green throne of velvet , and looking down into the depths of her own sky - reflecting realms ...
... feel- ing a delight mingled with reverence . No flower looks more lovely than this " Lady of the Lake , " resting her crowned head on a green throne of velvet , and looking down into the depths of her own sky - reflecting realms ...
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The Language of Flowers– The Floral Offering : a Token of Affection and ... Henrietta Dumont Visos knygos peržiūra - 1856 |
The Language of Flowers– The Floral Offering: a Token of Affection and ... Henrietta Dumont Visos knygos peržiūra - 1852 |
The Language of Flowers– The Floral Offering: a Token of Affection and ... Henrietta Dumont Visos knygos peržiūra - 1853 |
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Amaranth ancient Anon Attic style Barry Cornwall beauty beneath bloom blossoms blue bosom bower breast breath bright bright desert brow buds Burns Byron Castle Bromwich Hall charms cheek cloud cold Daisies dark deep doth dream e'en earth emblem fair fancy fear feel flowers forest Forget-me-not fragrance friends gaze gentle glade golden grace green grief grow hath heart heaven hope hour immortal Joanna Baillie John Fountain lady leaves light Lily lips live lonely look Louisa love's MacKellar Madame de Staël Mignonette mind morning Moss Narcissus ne'er never night o'er peep Peerbold Peneus Percival perfume plant purple Reindeer Reseda odorata rose round Shakspeare shine sigh sing sleep smile Snowdrop sorrow soul spirit spring stars stream sweet tears thine things thou art thought tree Twamley Twas unto Vervain weep White Poppy wild wood yellow young youth
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239 psl. - The world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn: Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam Like wrecks of a dissolving dream.
252 psl. - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain, These simple blessings of the lowly train, To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
245 psl. - He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again...
66 psl. - ... Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced, but they Outdid the sparkling waves in glee : A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company : I gazed — and gazed — but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought : For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude ; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with...
155 psl. - Do but mark, her forehead's smoother Than words that soothe her! And from her arched brows such a grace Sheds itself through the face, As alone there triumphs to the life All the gain, all the good, of the elements
203 psl. - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
65 psl. - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
32 psl. - PANSIES, lilies, kingcups, daisies, Let them live upon their praises ; Long as there's a sun that sets, Primroses will have their glory ; Long as there are violets, They will have a place in story : There's a flower that shall be mine, 'Tis the little Celandine. Eyes of some men travel far For the finding of a star ; Up and down the heavens they go, Men that keep a mighty rout ! I'm as great as they, I trow, Since the day I found thee out, Little Flower ! — I'll make a stir, Like a sage astronomer.
44 psl. - Remember thee? Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat In this distracted globe. Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there; And. thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven.
194 psl. - Twas Edwin's self that prest ! " Turn, Angelina, ever dear, My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, Restored to love and thee ! " Thus let me hold thee to my heart, And every care resign : And shall we never, never part, My life — my all that's mine ? " No, never from this hour to part, Well live and love so true ; The sigh that rends thy constant heart Shall break thy Edwin's too.