Meehans' Monthly: A Magazine of Horticulture, Botany, and Kindred Subjects, Volumes 9-10Thomas Meehan & Sons, 1899 |
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... hand , but says he " as I have made up my mind , I will return to Philadelphia as quick as possible , the letter notwithstanding . " EXPLANATION OF THE PLATE . - Full - sized plant from the Wissahickon . 2. Anther , showing the opening ...
... hand , but says he " as I have made up my mind , I will return to Philadelphia as quick as possible , the letter notwithstanding . " EXPLANATION OF THE PLATE . - Full - sized plant from the Wissahickon . 2. Anther , showing the opening ...
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... hands of the writer for identification some little time ago . Among these were supposed grains of corn . It was evident that this supposed corn was not botanical , but were the teeth of some animal . They were turned over to Professor ...
... hands of the writer for identification some little time ago . Among these were supposed grains of corn . It was evident that this supposed corn was not botanical , but were the teeth of some animal . They were turned over to Professor ...
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... hand , and kept his hat in the other , while Sir William gave its history much as has been narrated above . It came difficult to hold , the hat was put on , and the bunch held by both hands . When the Queen had departed , the writer was ...
... hand , and kept his hat in the other , while Sir William gave its history much as has been narrated above . It came difficult to hold , the hat was put on , and the bunch held by both hands . When the Queen had departed , the writer was ...
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... Hands of the Jews ? And what Reflection can we make on this little Mark , in the shape of a Column , that rises in the middle of the Flower , but that it is a Pic- ture of that to which our mild Redeemer was bound ? How well does the ...
... Hands of the Jews ? And what Reflection can we make on this little Mark , in the shape of a Column , that rises in the middle of the Flower , but that it is a Pic- ture of that to which our mild Redeemer was bound ? How well does the ...
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... hand of man ? To my mind , there is no artificial landscape work in all the public parks and private grounds that I have seen that can favorably compare in pleasing aspect with the countless works of the Master Hand . Where is the ...
... hand of man ? To my mind , there is no artificial landscape work in all the public parks and private grounds that I have seen that can favorably compare in pleasing aspect with the countless works of the Master Hand . Where is the ...
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Page 173 - No product here the barren hills afford, But man and steel, the soldier and his sword. No vernal blooms their torpid rocks array, But winter lingering chills the lap of May; No zephyr fondly sues the mountain's breast, But meteors glare, and stormy glooms invest.
Page 161 - Ye who love the haunts of Nature, Love the sunshine of the meadow, Love the shadow of the forest, Love the wind among the branches, And the rain-shower and the snow-storm, And the rushing of great rivers Through their palisades of pine-trees, And the thunder in the mountains...
Page 148 - A SPIRIT haunts the year's last hours Dwelling amid these yellowing bowers : To himself he talks; For at eventide, listening earnestly, At his work you may hear him sob and sigh In the walks; Earthward he boweth the heavy stalks Of the mouldering flowers : Heavily hangs the broad sunflower Over its grave i' the earth so chilly; Heavily hangs the hollyhock, Heavily hangs the tiger-lily.
Page 172 - How blest is he who crowns in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly!
Page 99 - And a dew was distill'd from their flowers that gave All the fragrance of summer, when summer was gone. Thus memory draws from delight, ere it dies, , An essence that breathes of it many a year ; Thus bright to my soul, as 'twas then to my eyes, Is that bower on the banks of the calm Bendemeer...
Page 156 - AYE, thou art welcome, heaven's delicious breath, When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf, And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, And the year smiles as it draws near its death. Wind of the sunny south ! oh, still delay In the gay woods and in the golden air, Like to a good old age released from care, Journeying, in long serenity, away.
Page 103 - Oh, ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower But 'twas the first to fade away ; I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die.
Page 179 - Over its grave i' the earth so chilly ; Heavily hangs the hollyhock, Heavily hangs the tiger-lily. The air is damp, and hush'd, and close, As a sick man's room when he taketh repose An hour before death ; My very heart faints and my whole soul grieves At the moist rich smell of the rotting leaves, And the breath Of the fading edges of box beneath, And the year's last rose. Heavily hangs the broad sunflower Over its grave i' the earth so chilly ; Heavily hangs the hollyhock, Heavily hangs the tiger-lily.
Page 19 - Henceforth I shall know That Nature ne'er deserts the wise and pure; No plot so narrow, be but Nature there, No waste so vacant, but may well employ Each faculty of sense, and keep the heart Awake to Love and Beauty!
Page 94 - Grass with green flag half-mast high, Succory to match the sky, Columbine with horn of honey, Scented fern, and agrimony, Clover, catchfly, adder's-tongue And brier-roses, dwelt among; All beside was unknown waste, All was picture as he passed.