Large paper ed. revised The wild flowers of England; or, Favourite field flowers popularly described1859 |
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... delighted in their rural walks more than before , through his humble labours . In revising the present edition for the press , many corrections have been made , and some additional matter supplied . There will also be found a few ...
... delighted in their rural walks more than before , through his humble labours . In revising the present edition for the press , many corrections have been made , and some additional matter supplied . There will also be found a few ...
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... a favourite with the poet . The purity of its whiteness has afforded a beau- tiful image to the Rev. John Keble , who has applied his address " To the Snowdrop " to a sacred purpose : " Thou first - born of the year's delight ,
... a favourite with the poet . The purity of its whiteness has afforded a beau- tiful image to the Rev. John Keble , who has applied his address " To the Snowdrop " to a sacred purpose : " Thou first - born of the year's delight ,
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Robert Tyas. " Thou first - born of the year's delight , Pride of the dewy glade , In vernal green and virgin white , Thy vestal robes , array'd ; ' Tis not because thy drooping form Sinks grateful on its nest , When chilly shades from ...
Robert Tyas. " Thou first - born of the year's delight , Pride of the dewy glade , In vernal green and virgin white , Thy vestal robes , array'd ; ' Tis not because thy drooping form Sinks grateful on its nest , When chilly shades from ...
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... delight , Upon their grassy bed , To please the sense of smell and sight.- How sweet the scent they shed ! " PORTFOLIO . THERE is not a flower indigenous to Britain more universally beloved than the Violet . The rich purple of its ...
... delight , Upon their grassy bed , To please the sense of smell and sight.- How sweet the scent they shed ! " PORTFOLIO . THERE is not a flower indigenous to Britain more universally beloved than the Violet . The rich purple of its ...
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... Delightful flowerets ! at the voice of Spring Your buds unfolded to its sunbeams bright , And though your blossoms soon shall fade from sight , Above your lonely birth - place birds shall sing , And from your clust'ring leaves the glow ...
... Delightful flowerets ! at the voice of Spring Your buds unfolded to its sunbeams bright , And though your blossoms soon shall fade from sight , Above your lonely birth - place birds shall sing , And from your clust'ring leaves the glow ...
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Anemone anthers banks base beautiful Bell-flower beneath bloom blossoms blue botanist branches breath bright Butterwort calyx colour common COMMON LING corolla Crocus cultivated Daffodil Daisy delight Dutch earth egg-shaped erect favourite fields flower cup Flowering Rush flowers grow FLOWERS OF ENGLAND footstalks fragrance garden golden grass Grass of Parnassus green hairs hairy hills inches Ital lanceolate leaf leafy leaves LESSER CELANDINE Lily Linnæan class lobes margin meadows Mezereon month Natural order numerous o'er oblong Orchis order Monogynia Oxlip pale paler panicle pastures perennial perennial plant petals Pimpernel pink places plant Port pretty primrose purple raceme Rest-harrow rich rising root Rose round Russ Scarlet Pimpernel season seeds segments sessile shade shining side slender smooth snowdrop soil species spreading spring stamens stem Stitchwort stream Succory summer surface sweet tapering thee thou trees TYAS'S WILD FLOWERS violet wild strawberry Willow-herb woods yellow
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