. 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. 'B^ ff Boi'CtgO offictnttli0. Natural Order: Boraginacece—Borage —-tr-5-TK:£j:«ftLS?3Tn NGLAND and the rest of Europe as well as America now own this plant in a naturalized state, though it is generally believed to have been originally indigenous to the region of Aleppo, in Turkey. It is cultivated in the kitchen garden
. 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. 'B^ ff Boi'CtgO offictnttli0. Natural Order: Boraginacece—Borage —-tr-5-TK:£j:«ftLS?3Tn NGLAND and the rest of Europe as well as America now own this plant in a naturalized state, though it is generally believed to have been originally indigenous to the region of Aleppo, in Turkey. It is cultivated in the kitchen garden for its young leaves, which are considered excellent for salads, pickles and pot-herbs. It is an annual, about two feet high, with oval leaves growing alternately on each side of the stem, the whole plant being rough and covered with hairs. It is also grown as an ornamental plant in the flower garden. The flowers are a pale blue, appearing in spring on the ends of the branches. The plants of this whole family abound in mucilaginous juices containing much niter, and are said never to possess any poisonous or harmful quality. Ittntpitts$$. T HE reed in storms mav bow and quiver, Then rise again; tlie tree must shiver. —Byron, I do not love Much ceremony; suits in love should not, Like suits in law, be rock'd from term to term. — Shirley. OUDDENLY all the sky is hid As with the shutting of a lid. —James Ritssell Lowell. Although The air of Paradise did fan the house. And angels offic'd all, I will begone. —Shakespeare. 'T'HIS is some fellow, Who, having been prais'd for bluntness, doth affect A saucy roughness, and constrains the garb; Quite from his nature! he can't flatter, he, An honest mind and plain — he must speak truth: And they will take it so; if not, he 's plain. These kind of knaves I know, which in this plainness Harbor more craft, and far corrupter ends, Than twenty silly ducking observants, That stretch their duty nicely. -Shakespeare. 52 'Si mj -:^d^
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