 Then the pied wind-flowers and the tulip tall, And narcissi, the fairest among them all, Who gaze on their eyes in the stream's recess, Till they die of their own dear loveliness...  Time's Telescope - Page 2051824Full view - About this book
 | Frances Manos - Gardening - 2004 - 250 pages
...flowers . . . the scent ... I simply couldn't have a garden without them. An<] the maid-like III)' of the vale , Whom youth makes so fair and passion...pale, That the light of its tremulous bells is seen Through their pavilions of tender green. — Percy Bysshe Shelley (JOE-PYE WEED) If you need height... | |
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