He bruises the happy buttercups, he crushes the quivering anemone, and his cruel fingers are stained with the harebell's purple blood.

" "There isn't enough poetry or sentiment in the two o' ye to fill a wind-blown buttercup.

Full in the runnels of snow water on gravelly, open spaces in the shadow of a drift, one looks to find buttercups, frozen knee-deep by night, and owning no desire but to ripen their fruit above the icy bath.

There was a time when you sat upon your mother's knee, and gathered buttercups and daisies?"

But in the clefts of a rock were growing some admirable buttercups, lustrous and splendid, which looked as if painted by a ray of sunshine.

"I have seen a fearful sight to-day," he would say,"I have seen a buttercup."

They plucked some of the rich flowers, but also took with them the despised buttercup and the wild pansy.

It was the fat butler, I think, who, after sailing about in a sea of waving buttercups like a veritable Christopher Columbus, first discovered the stumps among the mowing grass.