Stray leaves from a border garden

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John Lane, 1901 - Flowers - 340 pages

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Page 122 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Page ix - The year's at the spring And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in his heaven — All's right with the world!
Page 113 - Grace for a Child. HERE a little child I stand. Heaving up my either hand ; Cold as paddocks though they be, Here I lift them up to Thee, For a benison to fall On our meat and on us all. Amen.
Page 313 - GARDEN A GARDEN is a lovesome thing, God wot! Rose plot, Fringed pool, Ferned grot — The veriest school Of peace; and yet the fool Contends that God is not — Not God! in gardens! when the eve is cool? Nay, but I have a sign: Tis very sure God walks in mine.
Page 247 - The late-past frosts tributes of pleasure bring. Grief melts away Like snow in May, As if there were no such cold thing. Who would have thought my shrivelled heart Could have recovered greenness?
Page 135 - The root of Solomon's seale stamped while it is fresh and greene, and applied, taketh away in one night, or two at the most, any bruise, blacke or blew spots gotten by fals [falls] or womens wilfulnesse, in stumbling upon their hasty husbands fists, or such like.
Page 100 - I had a little nut tree, nothing would it bear But a silver nutmeg and a golden pear.
Page 172 - Ladybird, Ladybird, fly away home, Your house is on fire, your children will burn.
Page 48 - And betwene the Cytee and the Chirche is the Felde Floridus; that is to seyne, the Feld florisched : For als moche as a fayre Mayden was blamed with wrong, and sclaundred, that...
Page 75 - If Candlemas Day be dry and fair, The half o' winter's to come and mair ; If Candlemas Day be wet and foul, The half o

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