The Rose: Its History, Poetry, Culture, and ClassificationWiley & Putnam, 1847 - 280 頁 |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 48 筆
第 15 頁
... soon as he has taken one step in thy capital city - for the spring , in its charms , and the flowers in their fragrance and beauty , equal the glory of the fields of Pas- tum . Wherever he wanders or casts his eyes , every street is ...
... soon as he has taken one step in thy capital city - for the spring , in its charms , and the flowers in their fragrance and beauty , equal the glory of the fields of Pas- tum . Wherever he wanders or casts his eyes , every street is ...
第 42 頁
... soon after its discovery , it was valued at about five times its weight in gold . Until quite recently it was worth its weight in gold , but now sells in Paris for about one quarter that value . Attar is rarely found pure in commerce ...
... soon after its discovery , it was valued at about five times its weight in gold . Until quite recently it was worth its weight in gold , but now sells in Paris for about one quarter that value . Attar is rarely found pure in commerce ...
第 49 頁
... soon as the flower is fully expanded ; and the gath- ering should never be deferred until it has begun to fade ; be- cause , in the latter case , the petals are not only discolored , but weakened in their perfume and their medical ...
... soon as the flower is fully expanded ; and the gath- ering should never be deferred until it has begun to fade ; be- cause , in the latter case , the petals are not only discolored , but weakened in their perfume and their medical ...
第 72 頁
... soon , But leave her , in her own soft noon , To flourish and abide . KEBLE . THE SUMMER ROSE . O , nowhere blooms so bright the Summer Rose , As where youth cropt it from the valley's breast ; O , nowhere are the downs so soft as those ...
... soon , But leave her , in her own soft noon , To flourish and abide . KEBLE . THE SUMMER ROSE . O , nowhere blooms so bright the Summer Rose , As where youth cropt it from the valley's breast ; O , nowhere are the downs so soft as those ...
第 85 頁
... soon the stolen hour . I love thee , emblem of my youth ! Thou bring'st to mind fond memories- When fancy wore the garb of truth , And love made earth a paradise . But as those dreamy hours have fled Before the light stern truth has ...
... soon the stolen hour . I love thee , emblem of my youth ! Thou bring'st to mind fond memories- When fancy wore the garb of truth , And love made earth a paradise . But as those dreamy hours have fled Before the light stern truth has ...
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abundant ancient attar autumn Bedeguar bloom blossoms blush Bourbon bower branches bright brilliant calyx Char China Rose clusters corymbs crimson cultivated culture Damask deciduous delicate Dog Rose Don's Mill double essential oil flowering in June foliage form is cupped fragrant France French Fruit garden glabrous globular grafting green ground growing habit hardy height Hort Hybrid Identification inches insect June and July larva larvæ leaves Lindl luxuriant growth mode Moss Moss Rose Moss-Rose Native nearly Noisette pale Peduncles perfect perfume Persia petals Petioles pillar rose placed plant pots Prickles Prod produced pruned Remontant rich Romans roots Rosa Rosa gallica rose color rose-bushes rose-trees rose-water Salency saw-fly scarcely season seed Sepals serrated shade shoots shrub soil Spec species spring stem summer sweet Synonymes Tenthredo thou tree winter wood yellow
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第 104 頁 - 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, Hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly 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.
第 95 頁 - 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. So soon may...
第 122 頁 - Thy hand has graced him. Nestled at his root Is beauty, such as blooms not in the glare Of the broad sun. That delicate forest flower With scented breath, and look so like a smile, Seems, as it issues from the shapeless mould, An emanation of the indwelling Life, A visible token of the upholding Love, That are the soul of this wide universe.
第 112 頁 - WHO has not heard of the Vale of Cashmere, With its roses the brightest that earth ever gave, Its temples, and grottos, and fountains as clear As the love-lighted eyes that hang over their wave...
第 8 頁 - I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys. As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
第 105 頁 - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd Than that which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.
第 72 頁 - ... angels look Behind the blissful screen ; As when, triumphant o'er His woes, The Son of God by moonlight rose, By all but Heaven unseen. As when the holy maid beheld Her risen Son and Lord : Thought has not colours half so fair, That she to paint that hour may dare — In silence best ador'd.
第 71 頁 - ... shrink from sight Here in the coarse rude earth : How then should rash intruding glance Break in upon her sacred trance Who boasts a heavenly birth ? So still and secret is her growth, Ever the truest heart, Where deepest strikes her kindly root For hope or joy, for flower or fruit, Least knows its happy part.
第 104 頁 - It is the very emblem of a maid : For when the west wind courts her gently, How modestly she blows, and paints the sun With her chaste blushes ! when the north comes near her, i» Rude and impatient, then, like chastity, She locks her beauties in her bud again, And leaves him to base briers.
第 70 頁 - Nor soil'd by ruder breath ? . Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet breast ? Or, when the summer sun goes down, The first soft star in evening's crown Light up her gleaming crest ? Fondly we seek the dawning bloom On features wan and fair, — The gazing eye no change can trace, But look away a little space, Then turn, and, lo ! 'tis there.