LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS

The artist is the confidant of nature, flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms. Every flower has a cordial word which nature directs towards him. 

                                                                                                                        ~Auguste Rodin

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Thus in each flower and simple bell, That in our path untrodden lies,Are sweet remembrances who tell, How fast the winged moments fly. Time will steal on with ceaseless pace, Yet lose we not the fleeting hours,Who still their fairy footsteps trace, As light they dance among the flowers.
 

                                           ~Charlotte Turner Smith (1749-1806), "The Horologe of the Fields" Addressed to a Young Lady, on seeing at the House of an Acquaintance a magnificent French Timepiece, published 1807