. Cyclopedia of practical floriculture. Floriculture; Flower language. 1 i^rm^iiffi IH-je^C JprOSCrpilUUa Jjalustlis. Natural Ohder: Onagraccw âEvening Primyosc Familv. IKE so many others, this plant, which inhabits moist places, '^ such as ponds, swamps and ditches, has its mythological asso- ciations, being named, it is thought, from Proserpine, a Roman ooddess stolen by Pluto and conveyed to his kingdom. Ceres, ^ iier mother, searched for her a long time in vain, but at ' 'â â "^ '"last hearing that she had been taken to Pluto's kingdom, ;, she expostulated with Jupiter, and final
. Cyclopedia of practical floriculture. Floriculture; Flower language. 1 i^rm^iiffi IH-je^C JprOSCrpilUUa Jjalustlis. Natural Ohder: Onagraccw âEvening Primyosc Familv. IKE so many others, this plant, which inhabits moist places, '^ such as ponds, swamps and ditches, has its mythological asso- ciations, being named, it is thought, from Proserpine, a Roman ooddess stolen by Pluto and conveyed to his kingdom. Ceres, ^ iier mother, searched for her a long time in vain, but at ' 'â â "^ '"last hearing that she had been taken to Pluto's kingdom, ;, she expostulated with Jupiter, and finally obtained permission for her daughter to remain one half the j^ear with her, the other half in the infernal regions. The name, however, may have been derived from W the creeping habit of the plant (Latin proscrpo, I creep), as the stems creep at the base in the mud or shallow water, the upper part only T?' iHi TTULL soon, I know it, while they shall strain to free From these idolatrous arms you shall be torn; You are fated from my days to pass and be not. Like all of rare and fair they have ever worn I I am doomed, although the stealthy doom I see not; I feast, albeit I die tomorrow morn! âEdgarFazac, 'T'HE ship which goes to sea inform'd with fire- Obeying only its own iron force, Reckless of adverse tides, breeze dead, or weak As infant's sporting breath, too faint to stir The feather held before it,âis as much The appointed thrall of all the elements. 'pHE grass withereth, the flower fadeth, ^ Ay, and I know "'tis well," For they shall live again when springtime's Sweet birdlings' songs shall tell. Above their knell. -Clmrlotte CorJner. As the white bosom'd bark which wooes the wind. And when it dies desists. And thus with man: However contrary he set his heart To God, he is but w orki ig ou t His will And at an infinite angle. more or less Obeying his own soi I's necessity. -Bailey TATE-soon ^ The longe or late. t da V hat 1 end; If the summer wa
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