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To create a little flower is the labor of ages.
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To cultivate a garden is to walk with God, to go hand in hand with nature in some of her most beautiful processes, to learn something of her choicest secrets, and to have a more intelligent interest awakened in the beautiful order of her works elsewhere.
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To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
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To me, the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
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Today as in the time of Pliny and Columella, the hyacinth flourishes in Wales, the periwinkle in Illyria, the daisy on the ruins of Numantia; while around them cities have changed their masters and their names, collided and smashed, disappeared into nothingness, their peaceful generations have crossed down the ages as fresh and smiling as on the days of battle.
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Today, as in the time of Pliny and Columella, the hyacinth flourishes in Wales, the periwinkle in Illyria, the daisy on the ruins of Numantia; while around them cities have changed their masters and their names, collided and smashed, disappeared into nothingness, their peaceful generations have crossed down the ages as fresh and smiling as on the days of battle.
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Underneath large blue-bells tented Where the daisies are rose-scented, And the rose herself has got Perfume which on earth is not.
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Up from the gardens floated the perfume Of roses and myrtle, in their perfect bloom.
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Values such as holding a door open for a woman, helping a mother off a train with a pushchair or up an escalator, worrying what time my daughter will be home and whether she is escorted, buying flowers and paying for dinner, etc.
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We trample grass, and prize the flowers of May; yet the grass is green when the flower fades away.
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What a desolate place would be a world without flowers? It would be a face without smile; a feast without a welcome. Are not they the stars of the earth ?.
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What a pity flowers can utter no sound! A singing rose, a whispering violet, a murmuring honeysuckle–oh, what a rare and exquisite miracle would these be!
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What are the flowers of Scotland, All others that excel? The lovely flowers of Scotland, All others that excel! The thistle’s purple bonnet, And bonny heather bell, Oh, they’re the flowers of Scotland. All others that excel!
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What’s in a name that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet.- William Shakespeare
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When bright flowers bloom Parchment crumbles, my words fade. The pen has dropped.- Morpheus
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When daisies pied and violets blue And lady-smocks all silver-white And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men: for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O, word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
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When day’s azure blues become eve’s purple hues then blues are violet.
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When Spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil
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Whence is yonder flower so strangely bright? Would the sunset’s last reflected shine Flame so red from that dead flush of light? Dark with passion is its lifted line, Hot, alive, amid the falling night.
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Where fall the tears of love the rose appears, And where the ground is bright with friendship’s tears, Forget-me-not, and violets, heavenly blue, Spring glittering with the cheerful drops like dew.
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