sweet clover


  • WordNet 3.6
    • n sweet clover erect annual or biennial plant grown extensively especially for hay and soil improvement
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Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary
    • Sweet clover (Bot) See Melilot.
    • Sweet clover See Meliot.
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In literature:

Just then one of the swarm came home from the clover field with a load of sweets.
"The Æsop for Children" by Æsop
Sweet Clover: A Romance of the White City.
"Pirate Gold" by Frederic Jesup Stimson
The raw smell of the clover smote her, and it was as sweet as Spring repromised.
"Christmas" by Zona Gale
We would then be right in clover Cool and sweet.
"The Book of Humorous Verse" by Various
SWEET CLOVER: A Romance of the White City.
"The Blue Wall" by Richard Washburn Child
He inhaled the sweet smells of clover and newly-turned mould with a zest hitherto unexperienced.
"Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Volume 62, No. 384, October 1847" by Various
The smell of clover and sweet grass came to her open window.
"Clematis" by Bertha B. Cobb
July was marching over the hills, trailing the glory of her clover-blossom gowns, her arms ladened with sweet-smelling hay.
"In Orchard Glen" by Marian Keith
The King was a man that stood well before the world; his smile was sweet as clover, but his soul withinsides was as little as a pea.
"The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson, Volume XXI" by Robert Louis Stevenson
Sweet Clover: A Romance of the White City.
"Stories of the Foot-hills" by Margaret Collier Graham

In poetry:

I loved - for Nell was fair and tall,
And sweet as fragrant clover -
But now I love her most of all
Because - she threw me over.
"The Devoutly Thankful Lover" by Harry Breaker Morant
Yet ere the summer eve grew long,
Her modest lips were sweet with song;
A memory haunted all her words
Of clover-fields and singing birds.
"The Singer" by John Greenleaf Whittier
Do you mind the clover-ridge, Nora,
That slopes to the crooked stream?
The brown cow pastured there this week,
And her milk is sweet as cream.
"Growing Rich" by Alice Cary
This is another kind of sweetness
Shaped like a bee-hive:
This is the hive the bees have lefts
It is from this clover-heap
They took away the honey
For the other hive!
"Hay-Cock" by Hilda Conkling
By the sycamore passed he, and through the white clover,
Then all the sweet speech I had fashioned took flight: But I’ll love him more, more
Than e’er wife loved before,
Be the days dark or bright.
"Songs Of Seven (complete)" by Jean Ingelow
O Spring! begone with your too-sweet clover
And all your bees with honey to carry--
Come again when the war is over,
Come, dear Spring, when you bring my lover!
Yet come no more, should he tarry . . . tarry!
"Spring Came In" by Isabel Ecclestone Mackay

In news:

Many people consider sweet clover , which shows up naturally in Nebraska pastures each year, a weed.
One of the most prominent roadside plants is white sweet clover (Melilotus alba).