. A tour round my garden . Natural history. LETTER LI, THE INCOGNITO. The master of the tulips placed his finger on his lips, as Harpocrates, the God of Silence, might have done, and then said: " Look ! what magnificent hues !—what a form!—what onglets ! what a carriage !—what purity in the pencilling !— what clearness in the streaks!—how it is cut!—how it is proportioned!" " It is reaUy a faultless tulip !" " What do you call it?" " Hush ! It is a tulip which in itself alone is worth all the rest of my collection. There are but two of them in the world, gent
. A tour round my garden . Natural history. LETTER LI, THE INCOGNITO. The master of the tulips placed his finger on his lips, as Harpocrates, the God of Silence, might have done, and then said: " Look ! what magnificent hues !—what a form!—what onglets ! what a carriage !—what purity in the pencilling !— what clearness in the streaks!—how it is cut!—how it is proportioned!" " It is reaUy a faultless tulip !" " What do you call it?" " Hush ! It is a tulip which in itself alone is worth all the rest of my collection. There are but two of them in the world, ; " But its name ?" " Hush! Its name! I dare not pronounce it without forfeiting my word of honour. I should be most proud and. Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of these illustrations may not perfectly resemble the original Karr, Alphonse, 1808-1890; Wood, J. G. (John George), 1827-1889. London : F. Warne ; New York : Scribner, Welford and Armstrong
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