flowrets

About the time when spring gives place to the first advances of summer; when the trees were in leaf, and the plants in flower; when the bright greensward, enameled with its countless flowrets, carpeted the alleys of the park, Madame de Pompadour one morning begged Louis XV. to come and breakfast with her at the hermitage.

International Miscellany of Literature, Art and Science, Vol. 1, No. 3, Oct. 1, 1850 Various

Accustomed to move steadily on in the pursuit of some one great purpose, to surmount every obstacle and crush every impediment, looking neither to the right nor the left, nor even pausing to pluck the flowrets that bloomed by the wayside, there was for him no such word as fail.

The Continental Monthly, Vol. III, No. V, May, 1863 Devoted to Literature and National Policy Various

As in the lovely May-time/the flowrets deck the mead.

The Nibelungenlied Translated into Rhymed English Verse in the Metre of the Original George Henry Needler 1914

Where haply crown'd with flowrets and green herbs;

Famous Reviews R. Brimley Johnson 1899

The story is, that a young peasant, who had climbed the precipices behind Oberhausen for rock-flowrets, as the price of some maiden's love, fell at the moment when he had secured the flowers, and was killed.

Ice-Caves of France and Switzerland 1881

Before this, in his childhood, it had been his custom, when the beautiful summer came and the tender flowrets first began to spring up, never to pluck or touch a flower until he had greeted with the gift of his first flowers his spiritual love, the sweet, blooming, rosy maid,

The Life of Blessed Henry Suso by Himself. Heinrich or Suso 1865

Four flowrets are worked over the blue silk, with black purse silk, in raised satin stitch, with a dot in gold thread for the centre.

Beeton's Book of Needlework 1850

The flowrets are tatted with black purse silk, and worked in appliqué over the tulle.

Beeton's Book of Needlework 1850

He sang of the flowrets that poured their perfume,

Queen Berngerd, The Bard and the Dreams and other ballads George Henry Borrow 1842

I laid it in; and, collecting the flowrets which blossomed round, strewed them over, and watched till sunset: when I covered her up, laying the earth, in small handfuls, as lightly on her dear remains, as the mother would the coverlid upon her sleeping babe.

The Pacha of Many Tales Frederick Marryat 1820