. Cyclopedia of practical floriculture. Floriculture; Flower language. ©aruEtitim. U)iautl)US rai"UOpl)ljlluS. Natural Order: Caryophy//ari\câPiiil- Fanii/y. \|()\Cr the most deliyhtlul of all our flowers are the Carna- tioiib, 111 all their diverse colors, being called the flower of [(jve 01 Jupiter, the chief god among the Romans, whence its â D/os, of Zeus, or Jupiter, and a lit has, a flower; the â c distiiKtive epithet is also trom two other Greek words, - kcniioii, a nut, and p/i\'lloii, a leaf They are variously called &-Va, bizai res, flakeb, or picotees, according to t
. Cyclopedia of practical floriculture. Floriculture; Flower language. ©aruEtitim. U)iautl)US rai"UOpl)ljlluS. Natural Order: Caryophy//ari\câPiiil- Fanii/y. \|()\Cr the most deliyhtlul of all our flowers are the Carna- tioiib, 111 all their diverse colors, being called the flower of [(jve 01 Jupiter, the chief god among the Romans, whence its â D/os, of Zeus, or Jupiter, and a lit has, a flower; the â c distiiKtive epithet is also trom two other Greek words, - kcniioii, a nut, and p/i\'lloii, a leaf They are variously called &-Va, bizai res, flakeb, or picotees, according to their colors and markings, -'* being spotted, striped or plain. The varieties number, it is said, over ifour hundred, and many of them yield the exquisite odor of the clove, >or other sweet ionbm|tl, AND where his frown of hatred darkly fell, Hope withering Hed âand me TJARSII -corn hath hail'd thy bli<;hte<l name, OHALL it not Ix- sci n Thou frail Init lovely thins; '^ To harp on such a And the pre Is slowlv flower of faine To â cy sig I'd farewell! âBvron. LL it lot be scorn to me harp f n s uch a molder'd st ham-d thr all my natur have k v'd so slight a thing. T HINK not there is no smile I can bestow upon thee. There is a smile, imile of nature too, which I can spare. And yet perhaps thou wilt not thank me for 'T^AKE back, take back thy promi: ' Take back, take back thy loN-e, They say 'tis all ideal bliss Fleeting as sunbeams move: And that 'twill quickly pass away, And not a chord remain To vibrate at affection's touch. With such sweet joy again Then give me back the light, I held in youth's bright m It can't endure indifterence, 'Twould break beneath th\ i Hen'ce: l, I know th dark â 75. 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,
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