. The floral kingdom : its history, sentiment and poetry : A dictionary of more than three hundred plants, with the genera and families to which they belong, and the language of each illustrated with appropriate gems to poetry . Flower language; Flowers in literature. S3-2i- sf?* "^ CDrcl)tS⢠SpwtabtltB. Natural Order: Orchidacece â Orchis Family. j'E have many varieties of this plant growing throughout the ijUnited States, on our prairies or in shady, rocky places. »They usually produce very handsome and various colored J flowers. The most beautiful, however, are the Tropical ^Orchids,
. The floral kingdom : its history, sentiment and poetry : A dictionary of more than three hundred plants, with the genera and families to which they belong, and the language of each illustrated with appropriate gems to poetry . Flower language; Flowers in literature. S3-2i- sf?* "^ CDrcl)tS⢠SpwtabtltB. Natural Order: Orchidacece â Orchis Family. j'E have many varieties of this plant growing throughout the ijUnited States, on our prairies or in shady, rocky places. »They usually produce very handsome and various colored J flowers. The most beautiful, however, are the Tropical ^Orchids, found in the South Sea Islands, growing on branches of trees and other substances, and depending so much on the air for their sustenance, and so little on root nourishment, that they are called air plants. They are more gorgeous in bloom than any terrestrial plant. In England there are extensive houses for their culture alone, and we believe some few in this country. They are mostly grown in small 1^ cork boxes, or on pieces of wood, in a warm, moist atmosphere. Some few grow in rooms successfully, but no water must touch the foliage or flowers, only enough to nioisten the substance containing the "VTET graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, â *â Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide; If to her share some female errors fall. Look on her face, and you '11 forget 'em all. âPope. \ ROSEBUD in its first green coat. You wrapped your shawl about your throat. And crossed the lawn, when we went boating; I touched the fragrance of your hand; The fog came down and hid the land. As white as snow, and we were floating. â Will Wallace Harney. TN her cheeks the vermil red did shew, Like roses in a bed of lilies shed; The which ambrosial odors from them threw. And gazer's sense with double pleasure fed. âSpenser. â pECAUSE thou wear'st, ma belle, â¢"-^ A strong, pure, silent spell, Safely from all dark ways my feet retrieving; Because thou we
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