Nature's Garden; an Aid to Knowledge of Our Wild Flowers and Their Insect Visitors, with Colored Plates and Many Other Illustrations Photographed Directly from Nature

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Grosset & Dunlap, 1900
 

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Σελίδα 354 - No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close ; As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turned when he rose.
Σελίδα 298 - The kingdom of heaven is like to a grain of mustard seed, which a man took, and sowed in his field: which indeed is the least of all seeds : but when it is grown, it is the greatest among herbs, and becometh a tree, so that the birds of the air come and lodge in the branches thereof.
Σελίδα 201 - My lord of Ely, when I was last in Holborn, I saw good strawberries in your garden there ; I do beseech you send for some of them.
Σελίδα 61 - For I say unto you, That unto every one which hath shall be given; and from him that hath not, even that he hath shall be taken away from him.
Σελίδα 201 - Doubtless God could have made a better berry, but doubtless God never did ; " and so, if I might be judge, " God never did make a more calm, quiet, innocent recreation than angling.
Σελίδα 342 - Here on its fragile stalk, to direct the traveller's journey Over the sea-like, pathless, limitless waste of the desert.
Σελίδα 337 - Tis the Spring's largess, which she scatters now To rich and poor alike, with lavish hand, Though most hearts never understand To take it at God's value, but pass by The offered wealth with unrewarded eye.
Σελίδα 28 - They drive home the cows from the pasture, Up through the long, shady lane, Where the quail whistles loud in the wheat fields.
Σελίδα 147 - The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air ; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there.
Σελίδα xiv - 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.

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