Blossoms
[blɔsəmz]
Unserious Contents or Definition
To dream of seeing trees and shrubs in blossom, denotes a time of pleasing prosperity is nearing you.
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Examples
- Do not allow a trivial misunderstanding to wither the blossoms of spring, which, once put forth and blighted, cannot be renewed. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- To my horror I perceived that the yellow blossoms were all dabbled with crimson. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
- Here you saw the sweet azure of blue-bells, and recognized in pearl-white blossoms, spangling the grass, a humble type of some starlit spot in space. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- Wait a minute, and I will bring you some pomegranate blossoms. Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
- As a consequence, the wilderness blossoms as a rose. John Dewey. Democracy and Education.
- In California orange honey we get the delicate aroma of the orange blossoms, and the water-white honey from the mountain sage has its characteristic flavor. Various. The Wonder Book of Knowledge.
- While he was yet undecided, she had quitted England; the news of his marriage reached her, and her hopes, poorly nurtured blossoms, withered and fell. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
- I was surprised to find the old lady falling into the current, and carried away by her daughter's enthusiasm for orange-blossoms and lace. Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
- I am not fond of nettles or thistles, or heath blossoms. Jane Austen. Sense and Sensibility.
- The far-reaching orange groves surrounding Riverside are one of the most beautiful of all beautiful sights in Southern California, and the fragrance of the blossoms is subtlest witchery. Various. The Wonder Book of Knowledge.
- The rose blossoms into beauty, fades, and decays. Edward W. Byrn. The Progress of Invention in the Nineteenth Century.
- And Miss Annie paints a little---- Oh, I know--apple-blossoms on blotting-paper; just the kind of thing I shall be doing myself before long! Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
- The fragrance of the late blossoms seemed an emanation of the tranquil scene, a landscape tutored to the last degree of rural elegance. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
- In her dress of white and silver, with a wreath of silver blossoms in her hair, the tall girl looked like a Diana just alight from the chase. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
- Thank you, said the heiress, as she again held out her little apron for Caroline to heap the blossoms into it. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
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