All Quotes by Elaine Goodale Eastman
“Thy subtle charm is strangely given,O white anemone!”
“The starry, fragile windflower, Shyly droops her lovely face.”
“Pure and perfect, sweet arbutusTwines her rosy-tinted wreath.”
“Skirting the rocks at the forest edgeA health to the crimson columbine!”
“Nature lies disheveled, pale, Goldenrod!”
“Death in the wood,—She gave us a soulless flower!”
“The seal and guerdon of wealth untoldWe clasp in the wild marsh marigold.”
“With careless joy we thread the woodland waysThe Indian's moccasin!”