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  • noun Plural form of meadowsweet.


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  • There's the pulse of yellow flowers and the pulse of purple flowers, and although there are flowers which don't fit the two main pulses – such as the whiteish meadowsweets and eyebrights and the pure blue harebells – the yellows and purples are so strong they dominate the natural colours of the landscape.

    Country diary: Wenlock Edge

  • Flags and cresses framed the margins; meadowsweets made the air fragrant above, and granite bowlders fretted the waters silver, their foundations hidden in dark water-weed.

    Lying Prophets

  • He laughed at the trouble he had taken to print it all, and pondered pleasantly on the picture which Murdoch had drawn of Joan ruling the kingdom of the meadowsweets, of her eager question concerning "Mister Jan."

    Lying Prophets

  • Young Harry raved of the vision that Joan had presented among the meadowsweets.

    Lying Prophets

  • They say she was found by the meadowsweets; an 'I say 'tis false.

    Lying Prophets

  • Uncle Chirgwin had set his niece a task, and the object of her present visit was no mere dawdling and thinking while perched upon the granite throne above the meadowsweets.

    Lying Prophets

  • Winona immensely enjoyed these evening runs when the sky was aflame with sunset, and the trees were quiet dark masses of color, and the long road stretched out before her, pink from the glow above, and the lacey hemlocks and meadowsweets made a soft blurred border below the hedgerows.

    The Luckiest Girl in the School

  • Then it was that, deep hidden in the night and all alone, where the stream ran into a pool above big bowlders which banked it -- at the spot, indeed, where she had reigned over the milky meadowsweets seated on a granite throne -- the vibrating thread of Joan Tregenza's little life was sharply severed and she died with none to see or hear, in that tumult of rising waters which splashed and gurgled and rose on the skirts of the coming storm.

    Lying Prophets

  • But before starting on her search, the girl rested a while where the serrated foliage and creamy blossom of the meadowsweets laced and fringed the granite of her couch; and, as she sat there, her eye taking in the happy valley, her brain reading into the luxuriant life of nature, some strange new thoughts hidden until lately, she became suddenly conscious of a phenomenon beyond her power to immediately explain or understand It drove the hemp agrimony quite out of her head, and, when the mystery came to be explained, filled Joan's mind with the memory of her own sad affairs.

    Lying Prophets


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