Index — Chapter FIT <i>to</i> FLOWERS (Part 2 of 2)

Tom Moore.—Remember Thee, Vol. IV. Page 11.

Each flower of the rock, and each gem of the billow.

Tom Moore.—The Fire Worshippers, Vol. VI. Page 321.

Thou pearl of the Ocean! Thou gem of the Earth!

Montgomery.—The Ocean, Vol. I.

FLOWERS.—I made a posie, while the day ran by:
Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie
My life within this band.
But Time did beckon to the flowers, and they
By noon most cunningly did steal away,
And wither’d in my hand.

Herbert.—Life, Verse 1.

Farewell, dear flowers, sweetly your time ye spent,
Fit, while ye lived, for smell or ornament,
And after death for cures.

Herbert.—Ibid. Verse 3.

Love lies bleeding.

Campbell.—O’Connor’s Child.

FLOWERS.—Maidens call it love in idleness—
Fetch me that flower.

Shakespeare.—Midsummer Night’s Dream, Act II. Scene 2. (Oberon.) Wordsworth, Vol. I. Page 213.