turfing daisy


  • WordNet 3.6
    • n turfing daisy mat-forming perennial herb of Asia Minor; sometimes included in genus Matricaria
    • n turfing daisy low densely tufted perennial herb of Turkey having small white flowers; used as a ground cover in dry places; sometimes included in genus Matricaria
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In literature:

Winding roads are made through the green turf, which is now sprinkled with daisies.
"Letters of a Traveller" by William Cullen Bryant
But again this is merely a passing phase and soon the daisy-starred turf will once more mantle the grave of a dead city.
"Wanderings in Wessex" by Edric Holmes
Thora looked down at a daisy growing at her feet in the green turf, seeming to seek inspiration from its golden heart.
"The Pilots of Pomona" by Robert Leighton
Tall stems of blue-bells blossomed around, and modest little daisies sprang from the turf every where.
"Frank and Fanny" by Mrs. Clara Moreton
Around this spread a velvet turf, dotted with dandelions and English daisies.
"Emerson's Wife and Other Western Stories" by Florence Finch Kelly
The tormentilla gleams in showers along the mountain turf; her delicate crosslets are separate, though constellate, as the rubied daisy.
"Proserpina, Volume 1" by John Ruskin
Some daisies grew in a green piece of turf just outside the palings of a garden.
"Little Folks" by Various
The piece of turf, with the little daisy in it, was thrown out on the dusty highway.
"Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen" by Hans Christian Andersen
Ajacean shield, seven-folded, never stayed lance-thrust as that turf will, with daisies pied.
"Modern Painters, Volume IV (of V)" by John Ruskin
But the turf with the daisy on it was thrown out into the dusty road.
"Hans Andersen's Fairy Tales" by Hans Christian Andersen
I am a daisy starring The exquisite curves of the close-cropped turf.
"Goblins and Pagodas" by John Gould Fletcher

In poetry:

Under the turf where the daisies grew
They planted John and his sister Sue,
And their little souls to the angels flew,—
Boo hoo!
"The Little Peach" by Eugene Field
There I see my fellows gay,
Sporting on the daisied turf,
And, amidst their cheerful play, Stopp'd by many a merry laugh; But the sight I scarce can bear,
Leaning in my easy-chair.
"The Little Cripple's Complaint" by Ann Taylor