Little Flower Folks, Or, Stories from Flowerland for the Home and School, Volume 1Educational Publishing, 1890 |
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Little Flower Folks, Or Stories from Flowerland for the Home and School ... Mara Louise Pratt-Chadwick No preview available - 2017 |
Little Flower Folks, Or Stories From Flowerland for the Home and School ... Mara Louise Pratt-Chadwick No preview available - 2018 |
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acorn Allie Anemone answered the teacher anthers apple beautiful BELLWORT belongs birds Blood-root blossoms Botany boys branches bright buttercup called calyx CATKIN chestnut color COLUMBINE corolla corymb cowslips cried Crowfoot DANDELION Dog-tooth Violet fairies flowers FOLKS foot-stalk fruit gardens glad grass grew ground grow hard Harry head Hepatica History Stories Iris Jack Frost JACK-IN-THE-PULPIT kind Lady Macbeth leaves lesson lily little brown seed little flower little leaf Liverwort look Lotus Marsh Marigold never Notice Orchid ovary peep Perhaps Perianth petals pistil pitcher plants Pixies plant poppies PRATT pretty Pussy Willow rain regular flowers remember robin root Rose Family Saxifrage scape seed-cradle sepals sister Spadix spring stamens stem stigma stipules style sure sweet tell things told TRAILING ARBUTUS tree Trillium tulip vine warm whorl WILD OAT winter yellow
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Page 101 - O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies ! Such is the fate of artless maid, Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betray'd, And guileless trust, Till she, like thee, all soil'd, is laid Low i
Page 45 - Who knows whither the clouds have fled ? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake; And the eyes forget the tears they have shed, The heart forgets its sorrow and ache...
Page 130 - FLOWER in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower — but if I could understand What you are, root and all, and all in all, I should know what God and man is.
Page 102 - Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering worth is...
Page 129 - IN May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes, I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods, Spreading its leafless blooms in a damp nook, To please the desert and the sluggish brook. The purple petals fallen in the pool Made the black water with their beauty gay; Here might the red-bird come his plumes to cool, And court the flower that cheapens his array.
Page 45 - Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers^ And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Page 45 - How the sap creeps up and the blossoms swell ; We may shut our eyes, but we cannot help knowing That skies are clear and grass is...
Page 101 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er!
Page 44 - And what is so rare as a day in June ? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays; Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And groping blindly above it for light.
Page 32 - We must keep on our work clothes, for our life is not done ; but your clothes are for holiday, because your tasks are over.' Just then, a little puff of wind came, and the leaf let go without thinking of it. and the wind took it up, and turned it over and over, and whirled it like a spark of fire in the air and...