Within the infant rind of this small flower, Poison hath residence and medicine power: For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part; Being tasted, slays all senses with the heart. Shakespeare.Romeo and Juliet, Act II. Scene 3. (Friar Laurence.)
Fair and fragile as a flower, Like one she passed away. (From the inscription on the monument over the remains of Dr. Muspratts infant child in Smithdown Cemetery, supposed to have been the aspiration of its mother.Ed.)
Wert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious, and free, First flower of the earth, first gem of the sea, I might hail thee with prouder, with happier brow, But oh! could I love thee more deeply than now? Tom Moore.Remember Thee, Vol. IV. Page 11.
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 witherd in my hand. Herbert.Life, Verse 1.