The Wild Flowers of California: Their Names, Haunts, and HabitsCunningham, Curtiss & Welch, 1909 - 417 pages |
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The Wild Flowers of California: Their Names, Haunts, and Habits Mary Elizabeth Parsons Affichage du livre entier - 1909 |
The Wild Flowers of California: Their Names, Haunts, and Habits Mary Elizabeth Parsons Affichage du livre entier - 1906 |
The Wild Flowers of California: Their Names, Haunts, and Habits Mary Elizabeth Parsons Affichage du livre entier - 1909 |
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abundant Anthers base beautiful Benth berries bloom blossoms blue bracts branches Brodica California Calochortus Calyx campanulate capsule carpels charming clusters Coast Ranges Collinsia color common Compositæ Composite Family Corolla County delicate dense disk-flowers drupe feet high Figwort Filaments filiform five five-cleft five-lobed flowers Flowers.-White foliage foot four inches long fragrant fruit Fruit.-A funnel-form gardens genera genus Gilia Gray green grows Hab.-The Coast Hab.-Throughout hairy herbs hill-slopes inches high Indians involucre lanceolate leaflets leathery leaves Leaves.-Alternate Leaves.-Opposite lilac Lily Family linear lobes Mendocino County mountain numerous Nutt oblong one-celled Ovary Ovary.-One-celled ovate panicles Pentstemon perianth petals petioled Phlox pink pistil plants purple racemes resembles root San Diego scarlet seeds Sepals sessile showy shrubs Sierras six lines long slender sometimes Spanish-Californians species spreading Stamens Stamens.-Five Stamens.-Four stems Stigma stipules Style tall three inches long Three-celled trees tube two-celled upper usually Vancouveria whorled wild woody yellow
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Page 116 - And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers; The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys; The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there 's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace...
Page 393 - Tolerant plains, that suffer the sea and the rains and the sun, Ye spread and span like the catholic man who hath mightily won God out of knowledge and good out of infinite pain And sight out of blindness and purity out of a stain.
Page 143 - As he proceeded he found the mustard thicker and thicker. The wild mustard in Southern California is like that spoken of in the New Testament, in the branches of which the birds of the air may rest. Coming up out of the earth, so slender a stem that dozens can find starting-point in an inch, it darts up, a slender straight shoot, five, ten, twenty feet, with hundreds of fine feathery branches locking and interlocking with all the other hundreds around it, till it is an inextricable network like lace....
Page 182 - What next? A tuft of evening primroses, O'er which the mind may hover till it dozes; O'er which it well might take a pleasant sleep, But that 'tis ever startled by the leap Of buds into ripe flowers...
Page iv - Yet fount of hope. Posthumous glories! angel-like collection ! Upraised from seed or bulb interred in earth, Ye are to me a type of resurrection, And second birth. Were I, O God, in churchless lands remaining, Far from all voice of teachers or divines. My soul would find in flowers of thy ordaining. Priests, sermons, shrines!
Page ciii - Mints, gilias, nemophilas, castilleias, and innumerable compositae were so crowded together that, had ninety-nine per cent, of them been taken away, the plain would still have seemed to any but Californians extravagantly flowery. The radiant, honeyful corollas, touching and overlapping, and rising above one another, glowed in the living light like a sunset sky— one sheet of purple and gold, with the bright Sacramento pouring through the midst of it from the north, the San Joaquin from the south,...
Page ciii - The Great Central Plain of California, during the months of March, April, and May, was one smooth, continuous bed of honey-bloom, so marvelously rich that, in walking from one end of it to the other, a distance of more than 400 miles, your foot would press about a hundred flowers at every step.
Page 374 - Yet these sweet sounds of the early season, And these fair sights of its sunny days, Are only sweet when we fondly listen, And only fair when we fondly gaze. There is no glory in star or blossom Till looked upon by a loving eye ; There is no fragrance in April breezes Till breathed with joy as they wander by.
Page 38 - Where, oh, where, shall he begin Who would paint thee, Harlequin ? With thy waxen burnished leaf, With thy branches' red relief, With thy polytinted fruit, — In thy spring or autumn suit, — Where begin, and oh, where end, Thou whose charms all art transcend...
Page 198 - Our outward life requires them not ; Then wherefore had they birth ? — To minister delight to man, To beautify the earth. To comfort man, — to whisper hope Whene'er his faith is dim ; For who so careth for the flowers Will much more care for him ! THE WOODLAND SANCTUARY.