. 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. I Citrus Itlfbtca. Natural Order: AuranticecB—Orange IGHT or nine feet high in its native seats in tropical climates, the Citron differs but slightly in appearance from the lemon and orange trees, with which we are familiar, though only as house shrubs. The foliage is evergreen, the flowers resem- bling the orange blosso
. 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. I Citrus Itlfbtca. Natural Order: AuranticecB—Orange IGHT or nine feet high in its native seats in tropical climates, the Citron differs but slightly in appearance from the lemon and orange trees, with which we are familiar, though only as house shrubs. The foliage is evergreen, the flowers resem- bling the orange blossom; the fruit is fragrant, the pulp being acid like the lemon, and grateful and cooling to the taste. The trees of this class are all easily grown in the conservatory, and in Louisiana and Florida in the open air, yielding a delightful perfume when in bloom. It gets its distinctive title, medica, from the two essential oils (citron and cedrat) which it yields. jarnag^. N O power in death shall tear our names apart, As none in life could rend thee from my heart. —Byron. /^OME from the woods with the citron flowers, ^ Come with your lyres for festal hours, Maids of bright Scio! They came, and the breeze Bore their sweet songs o'er the Grecian seas; They came, and Endora stood robed and crowned The bride of the morn, with her train around. —Mrs, Unmans, "ITTHEN on thy bosom I recline. Enraptured still to call thee mine, To call thee mine for life, I glory in the sacred ties, Which modern wits and fools despise. Of husband and of wife. —Lindley Murray. T^HE citron groves their fruit and flowers were strewing Around a Moorish palace, while the sigh Of low, sweet summer winds the branches wooing With music through their shadowy bowers went by; Music and voices from the marble halls Through the leaves gleaming, and the fountain falls. —Mrs. Hemans. ACROSS the threshold led, And every tear kissed off as soon as shed, is house she enters, there to be a light 87 Shining wit
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