"Floweret" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... playful It was, in the branches: Its bright little face With its paw it sat washing. I lowered my gun:— 'You shall live, little squirrel!' I rambled about In the woods, in the meadows, 410 And each tiny floweret I loved. I went home then And nursed little Djoma, And played with him, laughing. God knows how I loved him, The innocent babe! And now ... through my folly, My sin, ... he has perished.... Upbraid me and kill me, But nothing can help you, 420 With God one can't argue.... Stand up ...
— Who Can Be Happy And Free In Russia? • Nicholas Nekrassov
... other plants dedicated to the Virgin may be mentioned the snowdrop, popularly known as the "fair maid of February," opening its floweret at the time of Candlemas. According to an old monkish tradition it blooms at this time, in memory of the Virgin having taken the child Jesus to the temple, and there presented her offering. A further reason for the snowdrop's association with the Virgin originated in the custom of ...
— The Folk-lore of Plants • T. F. Thiselton-Dyer
... storm Revives, refreshes and invigorates The various vegetation, and bedews Each blade of grass and floweret with a tear; As nature, weeping ...
— Mountain idylls, and Other Poems • Alfred Castner King
... wanderer I have been, And many a bloody strife have seen; And now returned, I see The little floweret stands no more Upon the meadow as before; Transplanted by a gardener's care, And hedged by golden trellis there, ...
— The Two Captains • Friedrich de La Motte-Fouque
... renews The floweret's hues With his sweet refreshing dews; Ocean wide Bids his tide With returning current glide; The sculptured tomb is but a toy Man may fashion, man destroy— Eternity in stone or brass? Go, go! who said ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, No. 486 - Vol. 17, No. 486., Saturday, April 23, 1831 • Various |
