. 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. tOQlosaum Bulgatum. Natural Order: Filices—Fern Family. STRANGE name has this singular little plant, being derived from two Greek words, ophis, meaning serpent, and glossa, a tongue; so called from the lance-like spike on which the seeds are produced. It belongs to the beautiful family of •2^ ferns, most of which propagate themse
. 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. tOQlosaum Bulgatum. Natural Order: Filices—Fern Family. STRANGE name has this singular little plant, being derived from two Greek words, ophis, meaning serpent, and glossa, a tongue; so called from the lance-like spike on which the seeds are produced. It belongs to the beautiful family of •2^ ferns, most of which propagate themselves by seeds or spores, arranged in various ways on the back of their leaves, some being too minute to be visible to the naked eye. It is found in low grounds, with solitary fronds measuring from two to three inches in length. It has been chosen as an emblem of deceit, because those by whom we are deceived are usually compared to serpents lurking in the grass, and ready to sting us unawares. A ND this was he who loved me; he who came To whisper vows to my too wiUing ear With lip of melody and heart of flame; Vows whose glad truth I deem'd so trebly dear To him who breathed them, that had doubt or fear Been raised within my heart, they could not grow — He whose bright eyes bespoke a soul sincere — This; this was he who — vain remembrance now! — He lives to scorn the past — he lives to break his vow. —Mrs. Norton, IVTO man's condition is so base as his; None more accursed than he; for man esteems Him hateful 'cause he seems not what he is; God hates him 'cause he is not what he seems; What grief is absent, or what mischief can Be added to the hate of God and man? —Francis ^uarles. A H! that deceit should steal such gentle shapes. And with a virtuous visor hide deep vice! _—Shakespeare. %. DETTER the truth, Though it bring me ruth. Than a lie as sweet as the dreams of youth. Better to stand In a lonely land. My feet unshod in its desert sand, Than to blindly g
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