The Ivy, a Monograph: Comprising the History, Uses, Characteristics, and Affinities of the Plant, and a Descriptive List of All the Garden Ivies in Cultivation
Groombridge & sons, 1872 - 115 pages
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ADAPTED FOR POT Araliacea Arborescens arborescent forms Argentea minor Aurea Bacchus Baccifera berries botanist bright bush canariensis Canary Islands carpels character climbing forms colchica Conway Coriacea cream colour Crenata cultivation dark green deep green Digitata distinct emblem Euripedes Figured five-lobed flowers forms of H FORMS OF HEDERA forms of helix fruiting form FRUITING OR ARBORESCENT garlands glossy grafts grey ground growing growth Hecuba Hedera canariensis Hedera colchica HEDERA GRANDIFOLIA Hedera helix Irish ivy IVIES ADAPTED Ivy green leaf leafage leaves little ivy Lobata major lobes Lucida Maculata margin Marginata grandis Marginata major mottled nursery o'er Osiris ovate Palmata peculiar plant plate pot culture pot-plant produces purple purplish rich roots round bush ruins shoots Snowdonia soil species specimens stellate hairs stems Stoke Newington surface Taurica thou three-lobed trained tree ivy syn tree-like umbels usually variegated ivy Viridis walls wild winter woods wreaths yellow yellowish young
Page 14 - There is a stern round tower of other days, ' Firm as a fortress, with its fence of stone, Such as an army's baffled strength delays, Standing with half its battlements alone, And with two thousand years of ivy grown, The garland of eternity, where wave The green leaves over all by time o'erthrown ; — What was this tower of strength ? within its cave What treasure lay so lock'd, so hid ? — A woman's grave.
Page 39 - A rare old plant is the Ivy green. Whole ages have fled and their works decayed, And nations have scattered been ; But the stout old Ivy shall never fade, From its hale and hearty green. The brave old plant in its lonely days, Shall fatten upon the past : For the stateliest building man can raise, Is the Ivy's food at last.
Page 51 - FLOWER in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower — but if I could understand What you are, root and all, and all in all, I should know what God and man is.
Page 4 - To pleasure his dainty whim : And the mouldering dust that years have made, Is a merry meal for him. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare old plant is the Ivy green.
Page 31 - A THING of beauty is a joy for ever : Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Page 14 - Whole ages have fled and their works decayed, And nations have scattered been ; But the stout old Ivy shall never fade, From its hale and hearty green. The brave old plant in its lonely days, Shall fatten upon the past : For the stateliest building man can raise, Is the Ivy's food at last. Creeping on, where time has been, A rare old plant is the Ivy green.
Page 40 - Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass ; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies Than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep, And thro...
Page 17 - Lotos and lilies : and a wind arose, And overhead the wandering ivy and vine, This way and that, in many a wild festoon Ran riot, garlanding the gnarled boughs With bunch and berry and flower thro
Page 12 - In danger hadde he at his owen gise The yonge girles of the diocise, And knew hir conseil, and was of hir rede. A gerlond hadde he sette upon his hede, As gret as it were for an alestake : A bokeler hadde he made him of a cake.
Page 16 - Unchang'd the mountain-storm can brave, — Thou that wilt climb the loftiest height, And deck the humblest grave. The breathing forms of Parian stone That rise round grandeur's marble halls, The vivid hues by painting thrown Rich o'er the glowing walls, Th...