. 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. sg^ Wtv \n% plumes from every crevice, to catch the moisture of the L^ timid spring that slips out to trickle over the green moss and hide in its bosom? Oh, marvelous is nature in her sim- plest simplicity! The Walking Fern is one of the rare ones, to be found in rocky woods. The frond or leaf is about six or seven &" in
. 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. sg^ Wtv \n% plumes from every crevice, to catch the moisture of the L^ timid spring that slips out to trickle over the green moss and hide in its bosom? Oh, marvelous is nature in her sim- plest simplicity! The Walking Fern is one of the rare ones, to be found in rocky woods. The frond or leaf is about six or seven &" inches in length, and its peculiarity consists in bending the long, slender tip backward until it reaches the ground, when it takes root, from which a plant arises the following year. The botanical names were probably given it because of its peculiarities, and denote, in Greek, root-leaved counterpart or T HE enquiring spirit will not be controll'd; We would make certain all, and all behold. — Spraffite^ T HE skies in the darkness stoop nearer and nearer, QEARCHING those edges of the universe, A cluster of stars hangs like fruit in the tree, We leave the central fields a fallow part; The fall of the water comes sweeter comes clearer; To feed the eye more precious things amerce. To what art thou list'ning, and what dost thoii see.' And starve the darkened heart. Let the star-clusters glow, —>ra« nge ow. Let the sweet waters flow, 'T'HRO' the buzzing crowd he threads his way. And cross quickly to me. -'Jean Inffelow. To catch the flying rumors of the day. — Sprafrite, pURIOSITY! who hath not felt ^-' Its spirit, and before its altar knelt.' /"'ONCEAL yerseP as weel's ye can Fra' critical dissection; But keek thro' every other man With lengthen'd, sly inspection. —Burns. — SpraffUf, 'TJUT love is such a mystery, I cannot find it out; For when I think I'm best resolved. Then I am most in doubt. — Sir John Suckling. 134 :^. Please note that these imag
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