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The Flowers Personified


now available in paperback Volume I

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Flower Names
Flower Meaning
Flower Fairy Tales

The Flowers Personified introduction

The Flowers
The hand-colored plates

The Flower Fairy
How and why the Flowers became human

The Story of Two Shepherdesses,
the Blonde and the Brunette: and of a Queen of France

[1] [2] [3] [4] [5]
[6] [7] [8] [9] [10]
(Bluebottle, Corn poppy and Lily)

The Poet Jacobus Supposed He Had Found a Subject For An Epic Poem
(Pansy)  The secret language of flowers

Alphabetical list of Flower names in English, French & Latin with Meaning

Alphabetical list of Flower Meanings

Flora Timekeeping
Flora's Clock
The Floral Week
The Calendar of Flora

A Trick of the Flower Fairy

The Sultana Tulipia
[1] [2] [3] [4]

Fragments Taken at Random from the album of the rose
[1] [2] [3] [4]
[5] [6] [7] [8] [9]


Serious Displute In Relation to the Violet: Between The Flower Fairy and An Academy Which Prefers To Remain Anonymous.

(Water Lily)


MARGUERTINE The Oracle of the Meadows

CANZONE - The Flower of Forgetfulness

Flowers of the Ball-room


The Everlasting Flower

Differences in Plates

The Flowers

Differences in Bindings





           We are the flowers of the ball-room – the unhappy victims of gay festivities.

           Timid and reserved, we come with no adornment but our own simple charms; and we have to contend with those flowers of the mine called diamonds.

           Those children of fire, the opal, the amethyst, the turquoise, and the topaz, sparkle in the lamp-light.

           But we, who are daughters of the air and the dew, – we open our eyes to look only at the moon and the stars. The atmosphere of the dance dries and consumes us. Within a quarter of an hour we wither.

           Why, young maiden, dost thou place us among thy beautiful tresses? Look on thy toilet-table. Hast thou not flowers there, made by human hands? – flowers which fear not the heat, not the dust, nor the light of lustres, nor the jostling of the crowd? Take us not, young lady, to the ball. Leave us to bathe our pliant feet in these crystal vases. We will perfume thy apartment; and when thou shalt return, pale, weary, and pensive, we will greet thee with smiles, and will mingle sweet dreams with thy sleep.

 O! take us not, young lady, to the ball.

           Alas! she heeds not. We are twined in a fresh garland for her hair; we are blooming upon her bosom. Come, then; we must needs go. We are the flowers of the ball-room – the unhappy victims of gay festivities.

           One by one, our petals will be pulled out, and will be trodden under foot. Ere the ball is over, we shall lose our place in these tresses – this cincture will hold us no longer. To-morrow some coarse servant will pick us up and throw us into the street.

           Once more, young maiden, we entreat thee, leave us here, in thy virgin chamber, where we are so happy.

           Thou are going. – Take care, young woman! living flower of society, – sprightly ornament of the ball, – lest, treating thee as it treats us, the world shall one day tread thee under foot, and leave thee in the street.