Large paper ed. revised The wild flowers of England; or, Favourite field flowers popularly described1859 |
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... bank , In childhood's happy prime , As joyous their sweet breath I drank.— How quickly passed the time ! In later youth I've loved to seek The little purple flower , So pretty , neat ; so modest , meek.- How quickly fled the hour ! And ...
... bank , In childhood's happy prime , As joyous their sweet breath I drank.— How quickly passed the time ! In later youth I've loved to seek The little purple flower , So pretty , neat ; so modest , meek.- How quickly fled the hour ! And ...
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... banks and in shady lanes , anywhere in England . There are several other flowers of the same family as this , which is known as the sweet violet ( Viola odorata ) ; it is common to all Europe , and its colour was much prized by the ...
... banks and in shady lanes , anywhere in England . There are several other flowers of the same family as this , which is known as the sweet violet ( Viola odorata ) ; it is common to all Europe , and its colour was much prized by the ...
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... ear like the sweet south , That breathes upon a bank of violets , Stealing and giving odour . " Barry Cornwall awards to the Violet precedence of the Rose ; and Miss Landon intimates in some very 10 THE WILD FLOWERS OF ENGLAND .
... ear like the sweet south , That breathes upon a bank of violets , Stealing and giving odour . " Barry Cornwall awards to the Violet precedence of the Rose ; and Miss Landon intimates in some very 10 THE WILD FLOWERS OF ENGLAND .
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... bank , rising from the road side and overhung by the branches of some lofty tree ; and again on the moist margin of a bubbling brook , where they seem to bask in the mild sun - beams , and enjoy their brief existence in the highest ...
... bank , rising from the road side and overhung by the branches of some lofty tree ; and again on the moist margin of a bubbling brook , where they seem to bask in the mild sun - beams , and enjoy their brief existence in the highest ...
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... banks , in the months of March , of April , and of May , he finds our favourite blooming in abundance . Shakspeare has made the Primrose a funereal flower . In " Cymbeline " we find Arviragus addressing the supposed dead body of Imogen ...
... banks , in the months of March , of April , and of May , he finds our favourite blooming in abundance . Shakspeare has made the Primrose a funereal flower . In " Cymbeline " we find Arviragus addressing the supposed dead body of Imogen ...
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abundance admire Anemone banks base beautiful beneath bloom blossoms blue branches breath bright buds calyx Cinquefoil colour common Common Ling corolla Crocus cultivated Daisy delight Dutch earth egg-shaped elegant erect fair favourite fields flower cup Flowering Rush flowers grow footstalks fragrance garden golden grass green hairs Harebell hills Hyacinth inches Ital lanceolate leaf leafy leaves Linnæan class Linnæan class Pentandria Linnæan system lobes Lychnis margin meadows Mezereon month Mouse-ear Hawkweed Natural order numerous o'er oblong Orchis order Monogynia Oxlip pale panicle pastures perennial perennial plant petals Pimpernel pink places plant poets Port pretty primrose purple raceme Rest-harrow rich rising root Rose round Russ Scarlet Pimpernel season seeds sessile shade shining shrub slender smooth Snowdrop soil species spots spreading spring stamens stem stream Succory summer surface sweet thee thou trees TYAS'S WILD FLOWERS violet wild strawberry Wood Anemone woods yellow
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