Flora, seu, De florum cultura, or, A complete florilege, furnished with all requisites belonging to a florist by John Rea, Gent.
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- Title
- Flora, seu, De florum cultura, or, A complete florilege, furnished with all requisites belonging to a florist by John Rea, Gent.
- Author
- Rea, John, d. 1681.
- Publication
- London :: Printed by J.G. for Richard Marriott ...,
- 1665.
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- Subject terms
- Floriculture -- Early works to 1800.
- Gardening -- Early works to 1800.
- Fruit-culture -- Early works to 1800.
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"Flora, seu, De florum cultura, or, A complete florilege, furnished with all requisites belonging to a florist by John Rea, Gent." In the digital collection Early English Books Online 2. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A58195.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 14, 2024.
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The crafty Flow'rs well knowing this
The onely sleight to steal a Kiss.
Mark how the glorious Tulips rise
In Various dress, to take your Eyes,
And how the fair'st and all the rest
Strive, which shall triumph on your Brest.
But heark, methinks near yonder Well,
I hear the voice of Philomel,
Seeming to challenge a dispute,
'Twixt her shrill Voice and your sweet Lute:
Alas poor Bird thou wantest Art,
One touch of Yours will break her Heart,
And as she falls, Sing but one strain,
'Twill peece her broken Heart again.
Thus your rich Beauty and rare Parts
Excel all Flow'rs, exceed all Arts.
Live then sweet Lady, to inherit
Your Fathers Fortune, and his Spirit,
Your Mothers Face, and Vertuous Mind,
Then dye a Saint, and be Enshrin'd.
J. R.