meadow-saffron

That was in the middle of March, when all birds were singing, and the young leaves showing on the hawthorns, so that there were pale green clouds, as it were, betwixt the great grey boles of oak and sweet-chestnut; and by the lake the meadow-saffron new-thrust-up was opening its blossom; and

The Water of the Wondrous Isles 2007

Narcissus, was also meant by Heb., which some suppose to mean the meadow-saffron (Colchicum variegatum, C. steveni), abundant in the

The Catholic Encyclopedia, Volume 12: Philip II-Reuss 1840-1916 1913

A moral wilderness is meant. for them -- namely, on account of the punishment inflicted according to the preceding prophecy on the enemy; probably the blessings set forth in this chapter are included in the causes for joy (Isa 55: 12). rose -- rather, "the meadow-saffron," an autumnal flower with bulbous roots; so Syriac translation.

Commentary Critical and Explanatory on the Whole Bible 1871

But it is rather the meadow-saffron: the Hebrew means radically a plant with a pungent bulb, inapplicable to the rose.

Commentary Critical and Explanatory on the Whole Bible 1871

The primroses bloomed thick upon it now, and here and there along it was a low blackthorn bush in full blossom; from the mid - meadow and right down to the lip of the brook was the grass well nigh hidden by the blossoms of the meadow-saffron, with daffodils sprinkled about amongst them, and in the trees and bushes the birds, and chiefly the blackbirds, were singing their loudest.

The Roots of the Mountains; Wherein Is Told Somewhat of the Lives of the Men of Burgdale William Morris 1865

As he thought of all this, and how often there he had praised to himself her beauty, which he scarce dared praise to her, he frowned and slowly rose to his feet, and turned toward the chestnut-grove, as though he would go thence that way; but or ever he stepped down from the dyke he turned about again, and even therewith, like the very image and ghost of his thought, lo! the Bride herself coming up from out the brook and wending toward him, her wet naked feet gleaming in the sun as they trod down the tender meadow-saffron and brushed past the tufts of daffodils.

The Roots of the Mountains; Wherein Is Told Somewhat of the Lives of the Men of Burgdale William Morris 1865