Flowers and Gardens 



as only comparable to brightest gold, 

 together with a restless glow which, as 

 the sunbeams stir it, seems absolutely 

 to leave the walls, and roll like a fiery 

 atmosphere within. Is not gold the 

 comparison best suited to embrace all 

 this, and most poetical, because most 

 strictly true? 



Here, then, is the use of our minute 

 attention. I never noticed the golden 

 gleaming of the Crocus until I began to 

 look minutely. I can see it easily at 

 a distance now, as an element of the 

 ordinary colour. 



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