Memoirs of the Rose: Comprising Botanical, Poetical, and Miscellaneous Recollections of that Celebrated Flower ; in a Series of Letters to a LadyFrancis Westley, 1824 - 189 pagina's |
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Pagina iii
... garden's pride , the grace of vernal bowers , The blush of meadows , and the eye of flowers . " Hymn of Sappho , by Boyd , LONDON : PRINTED FOR FRANCIS WESTLEY , STATIONERS ' COURT , AND AVE - MARIA LANE . 29433 126.5 1751 LONDON : R ...
... garden's pride , the grace of vernal bowers , The blush of meadows , and the eye of flowers . " Hymn of Sappho , by Boyd , LONDON : PRINTED FOR FRANCIS WESTLEY , STATIONERS ' COURT , AND AVE - MARIA LANE . 29433 126.5 1751 LONDON : R ...
Pagina v
... garden , before the solitude of dissipation in the giddy circles of fashionable life , he was led to believe that the innocent gratification of a large portion of her sex similarly dis- posed , might be promoted by the publication of ...
... garden , before the solitude of dissipation in the giddy circles of fashionable life , he was led to believe that the innocent gratification of a large portion of her sex similarly dis- posed , might be promoted by the publication of ...
Pagina vi
... garden in general ; many of the incidents in the history of this flower being very interesting , and most of the poetical tributes exceedingly beautiful . This merit is asserted with the utmost free- dom and unreserve by the compiler ...
... garden in general ; many of the incidents in the history of this flower being very interesting , and most of the poetical tributes exceedingly beautiful . This merit is asserted with the utmost free- dom and unreserve by the compiler ...
Pagina 9
... garden , have we amused ourselves with anecdotes and poetical quotations about this queen of flowers ! While the vernal zephyrs seemed to sing to its folded buds : " Rose ! Rose ! open thy leaves ! Spring is whispering love to thee ...
... garden , have we amused ourselves with anecdotes and poetical quotations about this queen of flowers ! While the vernal zephyrs seemed to sing to its folded buds : " Rose ! Rose ! open thy leaves ! Spring is whispering love to thee ...
Pagina 12
... garden rais'd , Or nurtur'd in the hedgerow or the field , A secret something which delights my eye , And meliorates . And much I love To see the fair one bind the straggling pink , Cheer the sweet Rose , the lupin , and the stock , And ...
... garden rais'd , Or nurtur'd in the hedgerow or the field , A secret something which delights my eye , And meliorates . And much I love To see the fair one bind the straggling pink , Cheer the sweet Rose , the lupin , and the stock , And ...
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Memoirs of the Rose: Comprising Botanical, Poetical, and Miscellaneous ... John Holland Volledige weergave - 1824 |
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Pagina 132 - Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Pagina 90 - O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give ! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. • The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses...
Pagina 90 - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd Than that which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.
Pagina 62 - The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye; Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.
Pagina 90 - When summer's breath their masked buds discloses : But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so ; Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made: And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth, When that shall fade, my verse distils your truth.
Pagina 157 - But so have I seen a rose newly springing from the clefts of its hood, and at first it was fair as the morning, and full with the dew of heaven as a lamb's fleece ; but when a ruder breath had forced open its virgin modesty, and dismantled its too youthful and unripe retirements, it began to put on darkness, and to decline to softness and the symptoms of a sickly age ; it bowed the head, and broke its stalk, and at night having lost some of its leaves and all its beauty, it fell into the portion...
Pagina 132 - Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Pagina 157 - ... burial, and we shall perceive the distance to be very great and very strange. But so have I seen a rose newly springing from the clefts of its hood, and at first it was fair as the morning, and full with the dew of heaven as a lamb's fleece; but when a ruder breath had forced open its virgin modesty and dismantled its too youthful and unripe retirements, it began to put on darkness and to decline to softness and the symptoms of a sickly age: it bowed the head and broke its stalk, and at night,...
Pagina 94 - Let him that is no coward nor no flatterer, But dare maintain the party of the truth, Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me.
Pagina 175 - Tis the last rose of summer, Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone; No flower of her kindred, No rose-bud is nigh, To reflect back her blushes Or give sigh for sigh. I'll not leave thee, thou lone one! ^ To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping. Go, sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.