. Cyclopedia of practical floriculture. Floriculture; Flower language. m n^mttA< I lUuVUta I'Otula. Natural Order: CompositceâAster â ' ^JJ^I'^RHAPS the commonest of all uncultivated plants is this ,'{,/-_\'^ idadside outcast, growing trom the deep-rutted soil, utterly \A disregarding all the ordinarj- conditions required for herbal ^^i:^^<fd perfection, it sports its numerous blossoms, and during the ][p3^, .^3|' whole summer its flowers make white the borders of the , dusty wa3^ It is an annual, though so abundant as to seem â ^!^,iA/'''.perennial, and only the greatest persev
. Cyclopedia of practical floriculture. Floriculture; Flower language. m n^mttA< I lUuVUta I'Otula. Natural Order: CompositceâAster â ' ^JJ^I'^RHAPS the commonest of all uncultivated plants is this ,'{,/-_\'^ idadside outcast, growing trom the deep-rutted soil, utterly \A disregarding all the ordinarj- conditions required for herbal ^^i:^^<fd perfection, it sports its numerous blossoms, and during the ][p3^, .^3|' whole summer its flowers make white the borders of the , dusty wa3^ It is an annual, though so abundant as to seem â ^!^,iA/'''.perennial, and only the greatest perseverance can eradicate it or (t^f. reduce it to subjection. Of European origin, it was probably introduced ""^^^ with grain. The flower is really pretty, combining the purest of yel- NW^low, with the most opaque white, in an admirable and artistic manner, and could it onl}' have been odorless and rare, would have been received with ecstatic admiration, instead of contumely and contempt. ^^The origin of the botanic name Maruta is obscure, and its meaning is '^ quite uncertain. Cotula was the half-pint measure of the Greeks and Romans. I^umoi R UMOR doth double like the voice and echo. The numbers of the lear'd. âShakesfea 'T'HE flying rumors gather'd as they roll'd; Scarce any tale was sooner heard than told, And all who told it added something new, And all who heard it made enlargement too; In every ear it spread, on every tongue it grew. âPope. T FROM the Orient to the drooping West, Making the wind my post-horse, still unfold The acts commenced on this ball of earth: Upon my tongues continual slanders ride. The which in every language I pronounce. Stuffing the ears of men with false reports. A WHISPER woke the air â â '*â A soft, light tone, and low. Yet barb'd with shame and woe,â Now, might it only perish there! No farther go! âMrs. Osgood. n UMOR is a pipe ^^ Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures, And of so easy and so plain a stop, the blunt m
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