The pines, great and small, grew wide apart; and even between the clumps of nutmeg and
azalea, wide open spaces baked in the hot sunshine.
Having no ornaments fine enough for this important occasion, Amy looped her fleecy skirts with rosy clusters of
azalea, and framed the white shoulders in delicate green vines.
Madame de Cintre walked some distance away, and paused before a great plant, an
azalea, which was flourishing in a porcelain tub before her window.
They went together through the gorgeous unnatural beauty of cactus and
azalea and found Leonard Quinton, poet and romancer, with his head hanging downward off his ottoman and his red curls sweeping the ground.
Botany cannot go farther than tell me the names of the shrubs which grow there--the high blueberry, panicled andromeda, lambkill,
azalea, and rhodora--all standing in the quaking sphagnum.
Methinks there's a genius Roams in the mountains, Girdled with ivy And robed in wisteria, Lips ever smiling, Of noble demeanour, Driving the yellow pard, Tiger-attended, Couched in a chariot With banners of cassia, Cloaked with the orchid, And crowned with
azaleas; Culling the perfume Of sweet flowers, he leaves In the heart a dream-blossom, Memory haunting.
It would be pleasant to take her away from that London in which she seemed an unusual figure, like a cornflower in a shop among orchids and
azaleas; he had learned in the Kentish hop-field that she did not belong to the town; and he was sure that she would blossom under the soft skies of Dorset to a rarer beauty.
The
azaleas have been and still are gorgeous; I only planted them this spring and they almost at once began to flower, and the sheltered corner they are in looks as though it were filled with imprisoned and perpetual sunsets.
A table banked with flowers formed a screen behind it, and against the orchids and
azaleas which the young man recognised as tributes from the Beaufort hot-houses, Madame Olenska sat half-reclined, her head propped on a hand and her wide sleeve leaving the arm bare to the elbow.
What had been the counter or "bar" of the saloon, gorgeous in white and gold, now sawn in two and divided, was set up on opposite sides of the room as separate dressing-tables, decorated with huge bunches of
azaleas, that hid the rough earthenware bowls, and gave each table the appearance of a vestal altar.
Robert "Buddy" Lee has been a grower of wholesale plants and a registered nurse over the years, but his one abiding preoccupation has been his need to find a spring-flowering
azalea that blooms through summer and fall.