. Cyclopedia of practical floriculture. Floriculture; Flower language. â p^-*^,-^. ^^^; ^tvopa i3cllailCinua. Natural Order: HolaiiaccivâA'io-kts/iadc ATE personified (not as one, but threefold) was described in ancient Greek mythology as three women with robes of ^eimine, as white as snow, bordered around with purple. The first is named Clotho, the second, Lachesis, and the thud, Atropos (literally, not turning), because she is immuta- \o ble and unalterable. " To them is intrusted the manage- ^- ment of the thread of life: for Clotho draws the thread between her fingers; Laches
. Cyclopedia of practical floriculture. Floriculture; Flower language. â p^-*^,-^. ^^^; ^tvopa i3cllailCinua. Natural Order: HolaiiaccivâA'io-kts/iadc ATE personified (not as one, but threefold) was described in ancient Greek mythology as three women with robes of ^eimine, as white as snow, bordered around with purple. The first is named Clotho, the second, Lachesis, and the thud, Atropos (literally, not turning), because she is immuta- \o ble and unalterable. " To them is intrusted the manage- ^- ment of the thread of life: for Clotho draws the thread between her fingers; Lachesis turns the wheel; and Atropos cuts the thread. That is, Clotho gives life and brings into the world, Lachesis deter- '% mines the fortunes that shall befal us here, and Atropos concludes our ; The flower of this plant is of a pale purple, the berries of a glossy black, freely charged with a purple juice. The whole plant is poisonous, especially the berries. Fortunately it is not naturalized in the United States. pvEATH is the crown oflife: Were death denv'd, poor men would live in Were death denv'd, to live would not be lite; Were death denv'd, ev'n fools would wish to dii pvEATH 's but a path that must be trod, '-' If man would ever pass to God. ^HE bad man's death is horror; but the jus -'â Keeps something of his glory in his dust. 'T^IIE world recedes; it dii Heav'n opens on my e With sounds seraphic ring. BREATHE in the face of a maiden, I kiss the soft mouth of a rose; t not that I hate them, but love them, ' black wings are spread tbrth above then d Iheni my pinions e them so well thai tin And I Vet my heart with tl And sad with thei laden, -Ellis. 1=^3^\. 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 Turner, Cordelia Harris. New York, T. MacCoun
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