. 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. t^r- (SfreUS flag£lltformt0. Natural Order: Cactacece â Cactus Family. ^'HIP or Snake Cactus, as it is familiarly called, is from the (â "^arid plains of South America. The stem is about half an sinch in diameter, having ten angles, and attaining the length of five or six feet. It is much too frail to stand alone, and shoul
. 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. t^r- (SfreUS flag£lltformt0. Natural Order: Cactacece â Cactus Family. ^'HIP or Snake Cactus, as it is familiarly called, is from the (â "^arid plains of South America. The stem is about half an sinch in diameter, having ten angles, and attaining the length of five or six feet. It is much too frail to stand alone, and should be supported on a trellis or tied to an 'upright stick. The flowers are extremely handsome, coming out from the clusters of spines that adorn the stem. The tube is long and slender, and the petals a brilliant pink, remaining in perfection a number of days, when they are succeeded continuously by others for 'several '^i^n Isrrtf^ I FEEL my sinews slackened with tlie fright, And a cold sweat thrills down all o'er my limbs, As if I were dissolving into water. âDryden. TTTHEN the sun sets, shadows that show'd at noon OIS hand did quake But small appear most long and terrible; And tremble like a leaf of aspen green, So when we think fate hovers o'er our heads, And troubled blood through his pale face was seen Our apprehensions shoot beyond all bounds. âLee. As it a running messenger had been. âSpenser. IVTEXT him was fear, all arm'd from top to toe, Yet thought himself not safe enough thereby. But fear'd each shadow mo\'ing to or fro. And his own arms when glittering he did spy, Or clashing heard, he fast away did fly; As ashes pale of hue, and winged heel'd. And evermore on danger fix'd his eye, 'Gainst whom he always bent a brazen shield. Which his right hand unarmed fearfully did wield. âSpenser. IMAGINATION frames events unknown In wild fantastic shapes of hideous ruin. And what it fears creates! âHannahMore. F 65 I; AM fearful; wherefore frowns he thus.' Tis
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